Sunday, December 04, 2016

Jehovah's Witness At The Front Door, or The Perils Of Missionarying

Once upon a time, in the wild days of my bygone Youth, a very nice Jehovah's Witness lady in a knee length dress came to my mother's front door and was doing her best to save Mom, when our large, very wet, and smelling-of-fish Golden Retriever came barreling out of Lake Michigan after her morning swim, careened around the corner of the house, and silently drove from behind into the house through the nice Jehovah's Witness lady's legs.

Jehovah's Witness lady stood up about 5 inches taller than a person her height could rightly stand up and took her leave shortly thereafter. Very shortly.

Last time a Jehovah's Witness EVER came to our door.



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