When I was 12, my parents and I went to visit relatives. They had a huge German Shepherd who lay lazily tied to the fence. After lunch at home, I decided to play on the street. Parents and relatives, of course, were just beginning their meal and no one was gathering out on the street. Walking around the house, I quickly became bored and I turned my gaze to the dog. She did not pay attention to me and I was interested in it. In the best spirit of childhood adventure, I began to irritate her. They are bound to what they fear. After three minutes, the dog was very angry, cuddling and stretching the chain with the fence. It didn’t scare me and I continued to upset her. A few minutes later, the fence board broke down and the dog was already running to me with all his legs. To say that I was almost fooled means to say nothing. I started calling my parents and rushed around the house. It only lasted 2-3 rounds, but it lasted an eternity. The dog did not lag behind and continually waved straight on his heels. Parents and relatives ran out of the house and I jumped on my father’s arms. The dog sat beside his master, as if nothing had happened. Only a few years later I realized that the dog wasn’t even trying to bite me, and if he wanted, he would have caught a 12-year-old boy. This is what I learned from the Shepherd :)