I Didn't Pay Rent Today.

I didn't pay rent today. Let me tell you why. 

Do you see this dog here?

precious huh?

no. not anymore. 

I have added a new item to my list of fears. 

PUG DOGS. 

just the pugs though. nothing more. 

you see, 

I was on my way to management to pay April's Rent which is located in someone's home. 

Unfortunately, a turn of events occurred. 

I park my car on the side of the neighborhood street across from the home and all of a sudden I hear a ruckus of dogs barking. 

uncontrollably barking. 

To the point where I was 1.) really annoyed and 2.) a little curious as to what was going on. 

From my window I look down and see these two pug dogs barking at my window. 

I can't get out. 

If I open my door they will jump on me. Or maybe I might nail them with my door resulting into an even bigger problem. 

So I wait. I can be patient. I'll just let these mutts do their barking, 

give them some time to realize that they don't bother me. 

wa-la. I am a genius. 

They figure it out and play follow the leader as they prance off onto the sidewalk. 

coast is clear. 

So I hop on out of my car, take a stroll across the street. 

"good I think, two days before the cut off for paying rent.

I am so on top of life."

"BARK BARK! WOOF WOOF BARK WOOF WOOF!"

what on earth could those pugs want now???

ME.

THEY WANT ME. 

I turn my body around just in time to see that the pugs were not done harassing me. 

This time, they are full on sprinting.

Picture it in slow motion okay?

I am their target and they are full pledge coming at my direction. 

Tongues are hanging out like some sick creature. 

Ears are flapping. 

Beethoven. 

Not quite but close. 

Shoot... I start hauling it down the street screaming my head off. 

Screaming for life. 

I know I sound so dramatic right now but at the moment I was fearful. 

All of these horror stories of people getting attacked by dogs flashed in my head. 

I will be one of those victims. 

They are now chasing me down the neighborhood streets and the only words I can get myself to say are, 

"GET THE HECK AWAY FROM ME."

They chase me back to my car and as I am trying to unlock it they are nibbling at my sweatpants. 

For the love of Rachel GET OFF OF ME!.

I manage to get into my car and drive off, heart pounding and all so I decide to roll my windows down and bark back at them as I lay my foot on the gas... 

Phew. I made it. Alive.

And no I didn't pay Rent today but I had a good reason as to why I didn't. 

So if you own a pug dog. 

Keep that rat away from me.