I am a Reservist that has been on active duty the past year and a half. I got of off active duty the beginning of February so I am just getting back into the groove of things. I need to sell some houses so Monday I thought I would do a little prospecting by door knocking. I live in Northeast El Paso so I decided that is where I should start.
Now this is brave of me since I am afraid of dogs. I mean I have one of my own, but I'm scared of other people's dogs (if that makes any sense). If I see a dog in the yard I have a habit of skipping that home unless the owner is outside with a smile on their face. One bit me a few years ago so I am very careful.
Well I got to house number 13 and everything seemed ok. I opened the gate and walked up to the door and knocked. No one answered so I was turning around and heard the scariest words of my life "get em boy". I didn't stop to look and just took off running and hoped the fence. Just my luck as I was doing my Carl Lewis impression my pants leg got snagged at the top and I fell face first on to the concrete. I wasn't hurt bad enough to forget that there was a vicious dog after me so I jumped up to see where he was.
I looked around and all I saw was a little boy and the Taco Bell dog (a Chihuahua).