I had forgotten this story, but steve reminded me, so here we go.....
Before they moved in, we went to check out their apartment (it's 2 blocks from my house). As we were walking (they refused to carry me), we get blindsided by the most ferocious dog that Newark has to offer. This thing was behind a fence, but i was scared enough to jump backward when it started barking.
Having none of what he was offering, we decided to cross the street to avoid this demon. Well, just as we get to the other side, we are "pearl harbored" by a dog that was twice the size (and three times the "evil") of the one across the street. This reincarnation of hitler didn't get excited, per se, when it saw us. It was almost as though it was expecting us and snuck up to the gate to get the perfect angle of attack.
As I ran in horror, i turned my head and i SWEAR i saw the two dogs head nod to each other. We were apparently the victims of a diabolical plan developed by the two dogs. Well played, canines, well played.
[i swore that day that i would never walk to their house again, or at the very least, i would take the long route. i don't know whatever happened to those dogs though, b/c they aren't there anymore. perhaps they took their show on the road]
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