Skiprr wrote:Our subdivision is posted against door-to-door solicitors, but it does sometimes happen, as it did this time.
Heh. That reminds me of my most recent visit from a religious organization known for door-to-door solicitation.
We have four dogs, all of whom think they're Pavlov's prize students when the doorbell rings. The two largest are no threat at all -- the standard poodle would help burglars load the truck, and the great dane/bloodhound cross would gladly tow them down the street if their battery died.
The scruffy little terrier mix is terrified of strangers. She'd hide, but if someone cornered her, she'd turn into a piranha with fur.
Soooo.... when the bell rang, all four charged the door. I shush them back, all except for Katie, the border collie/terrier mix. She's a scaredy-cat with people, except in our house, where she knows that Strangers Must Die.
I crack open the door, where our white-shirted visitor has opened the glass storm door. There had already been a canine cacophony when he range the bell, and for some reason he shut the storm door quickly when Katie appeared between me and him.
"I'm with the errr, ummm, does that dog bite?"
"Might. Can I help you?"
At that point the inner door was fully open, and he could plainly see that 45 pounds of quivering lip was backed by .45 ACP on the hip.
"I can see you're busy, so, uh, I'll just... uh... leave this here for you.... " He half-heartedly thrust a pamphlet towards the handle of the storm door, and double-timed in reverse down the sidewalk.
Good doggie.
Kevin
