"Uhhh... I wouldn't recommend it."
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Okay, so this happened last night. It was about 8 pm and dark. I was about to leave for a friend's house, so I was letting my dogs out before I left. I have two dogs--a German Shorthaired Pointer and a Jack Russell. The GSP is my protector. You won't get near me if he doesn't approve of you.
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"Uhhh... I wouldn't recommend it."

by Akele35

Okay, so this happened last night. It was about 8 pm and dark. I was about to leave for a friend's house, so I was letting my dogs out before I left.

I have two dogs--a German Shorthaired Pointer and a Jack Russell. The GSP is my protector. You won't get near me if he doesn't approve of you.

The JRT immediately loves anyone with hands to pet him.

Anyways, I'm outside in my yard... which conveniently doesn't have a yard light. All of the sudden, a man appears from around my garage and is walking in the direction of my front door.

My dogs see/hear him before I do and start going ape shit. The GSP is growling, barking, and lunging in the dude's general direction. He has two angry barks/growls.

One is to alert you of his presence and possible disapproval. The other is saying "I'm going for your throat if you take one more step in this direction." He was doing the latter.

What really skeeved me out was that the JRT was doing the same thing. As we've established, the JRT is typically useless when it comes to protection in most scenarios.

This guy sees me, walks a few more steps towards the front of my house, and then stops and stares at me for a few seconds.

I'm holding my dogs back for dear life, because if I didn't, this dude would be in a world of hurt. He then speaks. Our conversation went like this:

Dude: *"Hello, miss."*

Me: *"Hi."*

Dude: **takes a step forward** *"Can I speak with you for a few minutes?"*

Me: **still holding on to my dogs' leashes for dear life** *"Uhh, I wouldn't recommend it."*

Dude: *"Okay, I'll come back tomorrow."*

Just like that, he's gone. He turns around and walks back around my garage and is gone. The hairs on the back of my neck were standing up for a couple of reasons.

1.

What type of person ignores a 70 pound dog lunging and growling at him? And then proceeds to take a fucking step toward said dog?

! Also, if my JRT is freaking out, we've got some serious bad juju problems.

2. "Okay, I'll come back tomorrow." Just no.

Perhaps not the creepiest story, but I felt uncomfortable leaving my house for my friend's place after everything was said and done.

Edited for formatting.

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