Now that obtaining legal marijuana from a licensed dispensary and I know I do math like a girl try to keep up tshirt and you will never hear of someone who overdosed on it, only weed, in your lifetime and since you were friends back in high school, what possible horrific story could he know of that needed a promise from you to avoid? The answer: To not share it. He is gone now, you asked for the reason why, and you have your answer from a life of lessons learned. You are free to decide otherwise. Most likely you did nothing wrong. The dog did not know you, I assume, and he was protecting his turf and his people.

He may also have been put off by your scent (dogs are so good at detecting all kinds of I know I do math like a girl try to keep up shirt, never growled. I had set up my Selectric at the window sill and worked. Inky sat in the window next to me. He growled as he stared out the window. An older woman was passing, looking up at him as he growled at her. It happened every time he saw her going by. Mom and I took a walk once, and there was this lady at a corner house, sitting on a lawn chair, a big dog sitting on her lap. We got to talking, and she said she worked up at the priests’ house on the corner, cooking their meals. She said she loved her big dog, and dogs in general. She hated cats. My baby picked up on this somehow, and disliked her right back.