Among other hats I've worn..I used to train dogs, mostly attack.
So I've owned a lot of big mean dogs most of which were terrified of thunder.
My last big dog, a Rottweiler I named G.I. Joe wasn't afraid of anything.
He was a bad dude pacifist..would stand between
my old lady and me and growl until we chilled whenever we argued.
One evening we got a sudden thunderstorm and my old lady's Chihuahua wouldn't let Joe
into either of the dog houses outside so Joe came and laid down by the back door as close to his master as he could be..right next to a bent ham antenna I'd taken off the tower and had leaning on the fascia...
In the morning I couldn't budge the back door open..walked around to find my buddy Joe dead
he had been hit by lightning...He should have been afraid.
G.I. Joe RIP
As Karma would have it months later I made a pit stop here and left the gate open.
Old lady had been napping, woke up and let her Chihuahua out to pee not noticing the gate was open.
I heard a squeal and thought "I hope 'Gita didn't let the dog out"...She had
and a truck doing construction on the expressway had flattened her..
she shouldn't have gone out the driveway to smell my truck tires.
This is my dog now. A Bichon Frise named Jyoti, isn't afraid of anything
only goes outside with supervision
View attachment 696735
