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I had the same thing happen to me. was working in a fish restaurant and my sneakers were covered with breeding. It was a long walk home at dusk, long lonely wooded road, and suddenly saw this guy about 50 yard away. I shouted "Hey"! a few times, which he would pause at, then kept waddling toward me. Finally got exactly across the road from me and came over and started to scrape the stuff of my sneakers and munch on in. Needless to say, I was no longer yelling anything at this point, just standing shock still pooping in my pants. A car came by about 2 minutes later which spooked him and he ran off into the woods. I was contemplating spending the rest of that summer smelling like our dog had gotten bombed but they are remarkably both bold, but un-aggressive. That must have been 40 years ago but will stay with me forever.
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. I shouted "Hey"! a few times, which he would pause at, then kept waddling toward me. Finally got exactly across the road from me
over and started to scrape the stuff of my sneakers and munch on in. Needless to say, I was no longer yelling anything at this point, just standing shock still pooping
like
had gotten bombed but they are remarkably both bold, but un-aggressive. That must have been 40 years ago but will stay with me
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