I was bitten on the leg by a small dog in Nth Hobart at lunchtime. Didn't penetrate my jeans. Hippy stoner people, weren't very contrite. I just let it go and got on with eating lunch. Shortly after, the dog had a go at someone else's leg - I raised the subject again and the weedy little jerky guy started getting all nasty about it. Girlfriend dragged him away.
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