HELLO GRAPE MINIONS!
My rant today is about animals. I hate animals. I truly hate animals. It’s like they all hate me or something. It’s like all dogs hate me or something.
I was at my cousin’s friend’s sister’s baptism and I was told to go to the kitchen to get some food packs for the guests who were leaving early. I got about six food packs ready but couldn’t carry all of them on my own so I called my cousin to help me carry some. The guests were all outside and the back door was the closest way to get there, so my cousin and I carried the food packs and placed them on a rather large table that was conveniently outside. I swear I felt someone breathing on my leg, so I bent down to check it out and was met with the ferocious and terrifying brown eyes of a black Rhodesian ridge back which barked at me very loudly.
Yes. You guessed it. I RAN for my life, still carrying my share of the food packs which was a very stupid thing to do. I mean, I should have probably dropped them first then ran. But I wasn’t exactly in the right train of thought when I saw it.
At first I walked calmly, thinking that maybe it would stay put and ignore me but then I looked at the food packs in my hands and then at the two dogs coming my way like a predator and then ran and climbed on top of a car.
Yes. I climbed.
Deal with it.
Some people just don’t click with animals so don’t blame me if I end up possessing cat like features and climb up a tree.
The owners eventually put the dogs in their cage, which reminds why were they under a table!!! Who puts dogs under a table! Who!
I eventually had to come down from the car but not before the giving that horrendous beast the stink eye.
This is way I say that I
hate loathe dogs. I hate animals. I hate any other living thing that does not look human.