Those of you who have been following my blog for a few years now I often come back to different scenarios how I could die. The latest is mauled to almost death by a crazy dog I actually met and did not know how to handle with Charlotte.

This dog would attack me if I interefered and touched him to take him away from terrorizing Charlotte. I may very well do just do if I bumped into him again and he causes issues with my dogs again. The owners seem like white trash ladies with lots of toddlers. And dont intereven unless threathen by insulting their dog and telling them to get moving and control him. It would be an honourale death for a lover of dogs and cats and pets. I thought once I would kill a vicious dog with my leash and boots. I could not kill that massive GSD cross whom scared us all last two weeks.

I do enjoy contemplating different ways of dying based of fears seen during my time. When i think of dying of oral cancer orlung cancer, no joy arises in me. only misery. these adventurous death i am inspired to imagine are very entertaining. And each time, i submit to God's will, which is the point, mentally, of preparing for whatever God sends for my old age.