EDITOR’S NOTE: Earlier this month, Buckeye Firearms Association Legislative Chair Ken Hanson wrote an article entitled “Ohio Voting Has Begun – What Have You Done For A Pro-Gun Candidate Today?”, saying “Buckeye Firearms Association believes that every effort must be made to aid pro-gun candidates, whatever office. Please feel free to submit your own stories, which we will run periodically to help encourage others to emulate your efforts.”
The following is from Buckeye Firearms Association volunteer Breda, of The Breda Fallacy weblog. Please continue to volunteer for pro-gun candidates, and send in your stories!
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For two hours* yesterday, during a gorgeous autumn afternoon, Mike and I went door-to-door for the GOP campaign and since I like taking walks in the sunshine and meeting new people, it was actually kind of fun.
Except for the dogs – I forgot about the dogs. Being a cat person, I block out forget that other people oftentimes have very large beasts in their homes that will freak out when you ring the bell, throwing themselves at the door and making enough of a ruckus to wake the dead. I had two terriers when I was growing up so I don’t dislike dogs, not at all. They are perfectly lovely creatures and fine companions. But after years of living with only cats, to me dogs seem a little…crazy. Unpredictable. All that barking and jumping. And the slobber. (& don’t get me started on the crotch sniffing – how rude.)
Anyway, at the third house I went up to, I heard a loud barking. A loud baritone barking. I looked up from my clipboard only to find the dog making eye contact with me though the window. Now, I know I’m not that tall, but when a predator is big enough to look me in the eye I tend to start considering my fight or flight options. But I had a duty, I was volunteering! So I took two steps back and plastered a big, nervous smile on my face, hoping for the best.
