Richard is Back! and a story of dogs
As some of you might know, our driver, Richard, was involved in a minor accident on the Halloween Day. Since then he has been taking a long-deserved idle time at home. In the past 7 years or so, he has taken only one or two day-offs. This was the first time he has taken an extended “vacation.”
Now Richard is baaaaaack. I am so glad that I no longer have to confront with dogs.
Just yesterday, I went to deliver flowers to a house in Halesite. When I drove into their driveway, a big dog, which looked like a wolf, was waiting for me. Unleashed. isn’t that illegal? The dog didn’t bark nor seemed aggressive, but who knows? Many “friendly” dogs aren’t friendly to me at all.
I decied to stay in the car for my own safety. I then honked, hoping to get attention from the resident, but no one showed up. Instead, another dog showed up. Now I had two dogs circling around my car, waiting for me to come out so that they can have a nice lunch. You see, I don’t think I taste that good.
But my professional sense of duty demanded me that I must at east leave a delivery tag on the door, even if it means I might be bitten. To tell you the truth, I also figured that I probably would be able to make more money by getting bitten than delivering flowers, assuming that I wouldn’t be dead (I have no life insurance).
So I made up my mind to sacrifice my body to possibly earn a few grands in People’s Court (medical expense plus pain and suffering). I opened the door of my car, got out, and started walking toward the house door. Predictably, the two dogs immediately came at me. I knew that the worst thing I could do in this situation was to ‘run.’ So I resisted my natural instinct (‘run away’) and pretended that I was not afraid and continuted to walk.
During my travel toward the house, these dogs just kept sniffing at my shoes, legs, and butt, but I totally ignored them. I probably did the right move; otherwise I wouldn’t have remained in one piece to be able to write this story.
Eventually I was able to attach a delivery tag on the door. I went back to my car (dogs were still following me, sniffing and touching my legs with their noses). Then, only then, the house door opened! I wodered why it took so long for her to open the door. Anyway, I was able to deliver flowers to her. What a traumatic experience. I risked my own life to deliver the flowers. I didn’t get bitten so I won’t be able to collect pain and suffering. I guess that’s a good news.
Dear Kenji, the secret to dealing with dogs is to always keep dog biscuits in your vehicle to fill your pockets. Just throw a biscuit as you are approached. The dogs may still follow you but will want to eat the biscuits rather than your leg. Give it a try.