
So…later on, I was on the phone, praying for a friend of mine, who was having a bad day. KC had calmed down, thank the Lord. I was in the middle of praying and a pit bull started growling and stalking me. I mean REALLY stalking, like hunched down, walking slow with murder in his eyes and I was petrified. I stopped praying for my friend and said, “OMG, I am going to be attacked by a pit bull.” My friend, who is a dog person, takes charge. She told me to not act afraid, yell at that dog to stop and to leave me alone. She told me to act like Caesar Milan. I said, “Please, that stuff doesn’t work. He does some Dog Voo-Doo.” My heart was beating out of my chest and KC ducked her ears down and acted scared too. I was praying the pit bull would get zapped by an invisible fence but no luck. He crossed the road and got about 10 feet from us. I did my best Caesar in charge stance, stomped my foot and told that dog to stop. I couldn’t believe it. The dog stopped and turned around. I really think it was my friend on the phone rebuking the dog/devil but whatever…..I lived! I still can't believe I have a dog and that she makes me run. #neversaynever
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