I'm home sick. I'm laying on the couch watching TV. Lonestar is in his kennel (I'm sick, I have no crack puppy patience). Mags is laying with me and Hondo is on the floor. Tug is outside.
Suddenly Tug starts going nuts. Hondo races to the window and goes nuts. Lonestar is going nuts in his kennel. Maggie races to the window and joins in. I grab Hondo's collar (my front windows go to the floor and I worry that he'll jump through) and look outside.
There is a guy walking down our drive. He's smiling. In his hand is a little black book, something that looks like what a waitress brings your bill in. I notice I can see something flapping from his back pocket. It looks like a pair of welders gloves.
My house sits at the end of about an acre. We have pastures all around us. I have a long drive way. NOBODY just walks down our drive.
My door at the end of the drive way is actually our side door. It goes into our mud room. I place my pistol on the washer, I have Hondo's collar in my other hand. He is still barking up a storm.
I tell him "Enough!" he sits and is quiet. I crack the door open before the guy can knock. He can see me and Hondo. He is still smiling.
"Geez, that's a big dog" he says. I glance at Hondo and he looks as though he is strung tighter than a guitar string. Hondo is giving him his famous stink eye, but he's quiet.
"I don't know what you want, but I'm not interested" I say. I've got one hand on Hondo, and the other next to the pistol, that he can't see.
He opens the little black book and says something about washing cars, has some sort of flyer and pulls it out.
"I'm not interested".
He takes the flyer and leans forward. Hondo (still sitting, I've got his collar) raises his front legs off the ground and lets out the scariest series of barks I've ever heard out of him. The guy jumps back, Hondo becomes silent and sits.
"That's really not a good idea, you need to go." I tell the guy. He smiles, turns and walks back down the drive way.
I shut and lock the door. I call the police to make a report..just in case, while we watch him walk back down the drive.
I told the dispatch that my dogs will always bark when someone walks down my drive. But my GSD never shows over the top aggression towards anybody. She said she'd send an officer to check out this guy.
Hondo Von Dopplet L Bauernhof "Hondo"- GSD
Lilie's Tug McGraw "Tug" - Golden Retriever
Maggie - Mini Dachshund (Rescue)
Lonestar Pivo - Texas Blue Lacy
Ashe - Barn Cat
Katie / APHA