Me ol' OL' dog Sam
back in the 1980s. We used to live in what is considered a rough aea of Swansea called Blaen-y-Maes. The area has gone even worse nowadays, with the only real decent building being the school (one of the best results school in the county considering the area is a complete shit-pile).

Me parents decided that a guard dog was the order of the day, and thus we had a black labrador cross called Sam. Couldn't have asked for a more loyal dog, me and Sam would walk through the forest opposite our house for miles on end most days; was such a contrast to the shithole of an area which surrounded our house.

Some farmer decided after a while to build an electric fence, to keep some cows from crossing onto the main road. Fair enough I suppose, as it wasn't unknown for an entire herd to be walking past our house mooing like fuck at 6 in the morning. Some local thugs though had decided to lay the electric fence down with bricks, so they could happily continue to dump cars away from the beating road.

Me n dad had decided to go for a walk through the woods, and Sam tagged along. We reach the fence and it's pinned down, much to the delight to Sam, who'd encountered the fence before and was well wary of it. Sam thought this was great, and started walking and skipping over fence, carefully putting his feet inbetween the wires of the fence and wagging his tail fanatically. We both stopped walking and watched him doing this, knowing that Sam's showing off with his new power over the fence.

Got a bit too cocky though and after about the 8th time got the timing wrong; he stood on it, jumped about 6 foot high with all four legs outstretched, yelped and darted back home. Daft sod.

Soz for length, and so's the dog.
( Jeccius Steam Borderlands 2 junkie, Fri 15 Jun 2007, 9:17, Reply)