


So I go into the editor’s office to drop off some proofs and almost lose an ankle by an ambush from her dog spending the day at work. Not to be intimidated I returned armed with my Canon digital camera. Everything seems calm, serene, sedate then……BAM! A flash of teeth, nostrils flaring I move my hand back just in time. Got a cool frame or two as well.
4 comments:
This office is no longer safe!
I hear you, D, head for SD! With a face like that, Pepe, who knew you could flare up so suddenly? Little Dog Syndrome, I say! Glad you're in one piece, Glenn.
I don't know what's wrong with you, Glenn. I was in the office right after you and got nothing but love from Pepe.
That dog is a camera-hater. That and he is just nuts!
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