Many years ago when we lived in Chattanooga we lived across the street from the Hudsons. One day we were visiting with them while we stood in their drive way in front of their garage. The kids were playing in their front yard and we were engaging in some "neighborly talk". The Hudson's Siamese cat had some baby kittens and she had moved them to the first landing on the stairs leading to the back door inside the garage, about three feet above the floor.
As we visited two small dogs wandered up. They were part beagles or some other small dog breed. Both dogs were friendly and and enjoyed attention. One of the dogs drifted into the garage totally unaware of the Mama cat and her kittens on the landing. As the dog got close to the landing the Mama cat came off the landing and attacked the unsuspecting mutt. Whereupon, the dog took off running and yelping. When it got to the second dog, it attacked his perfectly innocent buddy.
I have thought about this incident many times since those days. Every time I see someone take out their frustrations or wrath on some unsuspecting person, I am reminding of that second dog in the Hudson's yard. You just never know when you might be one of those dogs.
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