It reminds me of a time in Nairobi when I came back late at night from a friend's house. It took a luuq short cut and it was dark. Across the way, I saw a red dot walking towards me. I was frightened and thought it was a thug smoking a cigarette waiting for me. I realized running was not going to be useful so I walked faster towards him and all of a sudden the guy starts running away from me.
Hyper,
My uncle had three of these back in Somalia. He got them from the East German Ambassador. They were fierce and intelligent dogs.
