Years ago, we had all of our dogs loaded up to make an early morning hunt and we pulled into a busy gas station to get fuel. There were lots of people walking around getting fuel, visiting, and doing various things. All was quiet and normal...... until a family of a different race pulled up to get fuel and our dogs all came to life
barking and shorting out all directed at this one family. I could have died. I just left James on his own with the embarassment. He yelled at the dogs to get out and I just sunk way down in the front seat of our truck where no one could see me.
