Four white huskies charged at me. They were barking, growling and drooling. The only thing between me and them was the driveway gate and a property fence.
I was walking Freddie, my sister’s English Cream (a Golden Retriever but with blonde fur—think Robert Redford’s hair circa 1974).
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