The anecdote of the Dog One day I left my home very late and I found something that froze my blood: about twenty meters from me was lying a pitbull dog, light brown, white chest, looking to want to bite me, it was the very canine incarnation of Lucifer or the dog version of Hitler ... But hey, it was not the dog itself that scared me: in fact, there is a demonic impulse in me that gives me great pleasure at the idea of being chased by a dog ... You know, adrenaline. Well, what scared me the most was that near him, there were two little barefoot girls Hitting the Dog! One kicked his belly and the other pulled his ears ... A total disgrace! Or a beautiful surreal scene except for the obvious danger that was there ..... When I stopped to observe that, the dog got up violently, he was going to attack. That impulse to get up triggered screams of panic from the babies, the dog was about to dismember ..... Me! Well, the dog ran to where I was ... the panic I felt turned into cou...