The thanks I get

Mark Graham magraham@bw.edu
Thu, 17 Dec 1998 06:58:40 -0500 (EST)


Larry, I've had dog experiences, but yesterday was the most bizarre. I was
at a huge, immaculate house doing the yearly tuning. Husband let me in,
was very frosty in demeanor, as though I was a great inconvenience.
Took me to the piano which was LOADED with every Christmas statue
possible, but made no effort to clear the top. Wife is in the kitchen at
the table sipping coffee. I gathered I was expected to clear the piano,
asked if the statues could go on a coffee table nearby. I guess so.
Usually I ask the customer to move breakables, but I was so anxious to get
this unpleasant man out of the room I started moving them, and he indeed
did leave.

A little doggie, maybe ShihTzu?, came in the room and sniffed my tools. I
picked them up to put them on a chair, and suddenly the little thing was
mating with my leg. I was so startled I kicked my leg ferociously, and
next thing I knew the dog was flying through the air and slammed down
across the room. I was horrified, but he stood up and ran away. The
incident must have made a bit of noise, but neither husband in the office
with his back to me or wife at the table even turned. 

Other than that, it was a normal day!
Mark Graham




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