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In case you are worried, the dog was not six feet tall. I happen to live in the bottom floor of an apartment building which places my windows directly at ground level. This can be quite nice as the hill we live on is covered in acres of trees and we get a front row seat to the changing of the seasons around us. Often a squirrel will drop by, occasionally a bird, and we will get to watch them come almost within arm’s reach, blissfully unaware of our presence. However, this was the first time that I had seen a full-grown, snow white German Shepherd in our back yard.
The dog was hurrying across the ground, glancing towards us as he investigated the area. He came near the back entrance of the apartment complex, thought better of it, and backed off. Glancing towards us, he seemed more aware than our typical visitor that there was something on the other side of the windows. Trying out his skills of persuasion, my brother opened our window and yelled, “Hey! C’mere!” Disinclined to come near an angry-sounding human being several times his size, the dog scurried in the other direction and disappeared behind the remains of a stone wall. Continue reading →