Beware of the dogs

In the middle of the night, I got hassled by two big dogs on the beach.

Not late, like 8:30 p.m. Down by the water, where there's no light.

They came running. One growled and grabbed my pant leg.

I scattered them with a loud "OH!". I left. Toward the light.

They came back. A bit more coordinated. More growling.

Another "OH!". They left again, and so did I. No owner in sight.

Called the police station. "No patrol available, I don't know what to do." OK.

Worth noting: another black dog had given me a dirty look in Paris two days earlier. Is it a sign?

Bad instincts: Psychologically, a black or aggressive dog that growls embodies repressed urges, anger, aggression, or the shadow side we struggle to accept in ourselves.

It's decided: I'm going to tell the comments that piss me off on my videos to fuck off, and own it.

We'll see if that calms the dogs down.