One time when I was visiting New York. Me, my mother, my brother, and my grandma went to get some ice cream, when we arrived there was this one dude who had a dog, remember that dog for later. So I had finished eating my ice cream and was walking to the garbage bin to throw out the little cup I was eating it in, and I happened to walk by said dog. Literally as I walked by the dog lunged at my arm and bite it, luckily I was wearing one of those long sleeves that was a bit to big for me so I slipped my hand back through the sleeve a bit. The insane bit is that that long sleeve shirt had a hole on that part from that dog, meaning that if I didn’t react quickly enough I would’ve had a hole in my hand