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If you've been following my blog for any length of time, you know by now that Goatdog and I have a love/hate relationship.  Sure, he may look cute and all, but don't let that fool ya for even one little second:

 

 

He is the Tazmanian Devil disguised as an Airedale.  You'd see just what I mean if you were to watch him in action when someone approaches our front door.  It's like a bull's charging full speed ahead at a red piece of cloth.  The jackass will no doubt body slam himself straight through the glass one of these days.

 

This is exactly what he did the other day when the carpet guy game to our house for an appointment.  I'd managed to let the man in the door, just in time for Goatie to come barreling like a damn canon toward the poor guy.  I quickly grabbed the dog's collar to try to pull him back, but I must have lost my footing somewhere in the process.  I ended up flipping completely over the dog and landing smack dab on my back across the petrified carpet dude's feet.  His shoes were literally pinned to the floor, thanks to my big, fat head.

 

Naturally, I figured the best way to handle this rather embarrassing situation was to try to bring some humor into it.  So I blurted out, "Welcome to my world!" while smiling up at him from the floor.  He laughed rather uncomfortably as he surely thought long and hard about how to wriggle his feet out from under my head and get the hell outta dodge.  And it comes as no big surprise that I have not heard back from him ever since that fateful day.  I guess he's not a fan of strange ladies sprawled across his tootsies....

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