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 courage and I managed to mount myself on top of a peach tree.
The monster put its Luciferian legs on top of the tree and carved me, when it knew that it would never reach me intelligently it sat down to wait for me to get off while it looked at me with wide eyes and frantically moved the little trunk where it once had a tail. The little girls to whom nothing happened ran to the tree and pointed at me with their little fingers while laughing ...
The only thing left to me was my heart to a million and to say to them tenderly: "Hey Mija" call your mother; who fortunately did not take long to make the appearance of her and with a certain smile shouted: Little one come here ..... Little one? Who Calls a Pitbull Little Dog ?.
It made me cry with laughter.
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