A savage beast leapt at my throat today. I survived.
I always do. I estimated the beast has leapt at me at least 6000 times since it began.
I do admit, however, that the first leap was a bit of a surprise. I was just newly owned, and still getting used to being an assistant dog. What's more, Ozma (my dog) was a bit younger then, and still getting used to having an assistant. Combined, these two factors meant she jumped a lot higher, and made it a lot closer to my throat before clamping her jaws on the leash for a good tug and play.
I get the number 6000 from combining a range of factors:
4 W's a day.
365 days per year
3 years.
1-2 leaps per W.
It might be as high as 8000 attempts on my life. I'm not wedded to the number.
Greg
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