Dogs
Once, during my schooling days, I was going to my classmate's house which was within walking distance. To save up on time and energy, I opted for short-cuts. I entered a stretch of sandy path which was quite deserted in the afternoon.
Everything went fine until I saw a dog walking towards me from the opposite direction. From a distance, I started to stare at him. He reciprocated by doing the same to me. I kept staring at him without lifting my sight off him. So was he. As we passed by each other, I turned my head around to look at him. Ridiculous! he followed suit, turning his head around while pacing slowly forward. I told myself , "no, no, no, as a human being, I won't allow a dog to stare at me, to bully me. I am going to teach this dog a lesson. I'm going to use the stoop-down-pick-a-rock tactics to frighten him." And that was exactly what I did.
The action taken by me proved effective. 'He' started running ... at least from the dog's point of view. What happened? The 'He' referred to myself. The dog turned around and chased me. Throwing the stone aside and not at the dog, I just ran all the way. For how long he chased me, I didn't know. I didn't dare to look back. Maybe that was precisely what the dog wanted to tell me, "Don't stare at me!"



Cheers! SG
P. S. Happy Thanksgiving, early and belated mixed.
I felt kinda bad. All he wanted was some food.