Hot Dog!

Hot Dog!

Our family moved to Roanoke, Virginia while I was in High School. Roanoke is a beautiful place located in the Blue Ridge Mountain Range. That winter in Roanoke was especially cold with temperatures regularly staying below freezing. When it would get a little warmer, we'd allow Charlie our Dachshund to sit out on the front porch. One day I couldn't make it up the road for all the snow. Therefore, I had to park my car, and walk up the mountain. When Charlie saw me from his porch, he thought that I was an intruder. There he stood all 8 inches of him tall barking while defending his turf. Then, I had a thought. What would Charlie do if I ran towards him? As I began to run, he charged at me. He then leaped through the air to take a bite of me. When he did this, I shouted Charlie. In that moment of time, it was as if Charlie hung in space and time. Watching his facial expressions, I could tell that Charlie finally understood what he was about to do, and who he was about to do it to. In that moment of time, Charlie shouted "yikes". I kid you not. He sounded human. Then, Charlie came to me, and we made up because I now knew Charlie needed glasses.

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