Slashed by a Bear for wearing shorts
So we're in the middle of a hurricane, and like most dogs, mine hates the rain. I tried to get him to go outside but he just stood on the stoop, staring at me with his soulful pitbull eyes waiting to be let back in the house. I sighed because I knew that this meant I'd have to go stand outside with him. I tried standing with him right next to the door, but he just looked at me like I was stupid for not opening the door to get us out of the rain. Resignedly, I stepped into the yard. Now that seems like a lot of detail to give you for such a simple thing, but here's the issue. I was still in my pajamas, and due to this oppressive southern heat, my pajamas were shorts. I have been cursed (though most would say blessed because they don't know what it's like or are men ) with a big ass. I say that with all the hate in the world for this thing, because it brings me absolutely nothing but panic attack-inducing stress exacerbated by the negative attention that it b