Well, I survived the dog ordeal. It actually was quite anti-climatic. The 35 pound white and champaign fluff ball approached the minute he heard the key. Calm assertive was my mantra. Calm assertive. Upon entering the fluff ball took off through the family room to the garage door patiently waiting my assistance to get the door open. He entered the garage without protest. Well there was a tiny whine, but he patiently waited by the door until our exit. The exit was a bit more exciting as he barked us out the door. Woof, woof, woof! I felt bad for the agent who arrived as we were leaving. I hope she got the same calm treatment I did!
Ironically another agent posted this scenario on Active Rain the same day as my experience. This could have been me!
"We knock on the door, the sellers children greet us and allow us to enter. Everything appears normal until Shanto the German Sheppard appears from out of nowhere barking running towards yours truly!
Shanto is about 120 pounds of muscle! He`s now poised to pounce on me. I start YELLING "HELP,HELP ME.... NO,NO,OH GOD NO". My buyers run out of the door, can`t blame them. Shanto is pissed at something...
The kids attempt to grab this mongrel, but no luck, the Owner comes in and get this tells me "You`re scaring the DAMN DOG". I`m doing what I Yell?!!!" Read more . . . .
Obviously not all dogs take to strangers as kindly as Jimmy the Dog.
(c) Bonnie Erickson 2006
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