@Mr Stillwater,
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Beware of the silent dog . . .
Some years ago, I walked across a park,
in the summertime, transverse to Boris,
a mountain sized dog, with a huge smile.
I commented upon his apparent contentment
to his humans, whereupon his ears arose,
his eyes locked on me, he rose from his
seated position and he ambled toward me,
continuing his giant smile, until he got
about a yard from me, when he lifted
one side of his upper lip into a snear,
went airborne, and came in for a landing
on my left forearm. It looked like I 'd
been hit by a .22 caliber bullet,
and blood was falling out.
I looked down upon him with disdain,
and he instantly broke off his attack,
sat down and resumed smiling.
David