So I’m at this party in San Francisco sipping some rare tequila and minding my own business when this dog comes running down hall at top speed and crashes into my leg.
“What the hell,” I say. “Watch where you’re going!” I look down at the canine in question, and quickly determine it’s not looking back at me. On account of it’s got NO EYES!
Yeah. Hard to yell at a dog with no eyes.