One day I was walking down an alley heading back home in the middle of the day when I saw a little rat dog in front of me barking like a maniac. Ferocious. The closer I got to the dog, the more subdued and less frequent his barks became. And when I was right on top of him it was more like just air escaping his lungs while looking down at his paws. But with each step I took away from him, the barks got a little louder until there was sufficient distance between us, then he started channeling his inner doberman again. I laughed all the way home.
LOL. Yep, that’s about right.