Ding Dong Ditch

A few years ago there was a ten-year-old neighborhood kid who used to ring our doorbell once in a while. Once when he rang it I happened to be a few steps from the front door. Our family dog[SIZE=11pt]—[/SIZE]my daughter's little lap dog[SIZE=11pt]—[/SIZE]followed me out the front door, just as I saw the kid duck behind a big oak tree across the street. When I got to the street I yelled, "Sick him Shelly! ATTACK! ATTACK! ATTACK!" The kid took off running like a bat out of hell, with Shelly the dog barking and nipping at his heels. Shelly chased him nearly all the way to his house, about a block away. It was fricken hilarious. (Shelly: a one year old Jack Russell/Dachshund mix that weighed about ten pounds or so.)

That kid never rang our doorbell again.
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