I worked at a construction company that was specializing in demolition. We leveled houses and took the debris to the beach(!?) somewhere near Palm City. I was using a motorized rickshaw to do this and at one point I ran out of gas.
It was getting dark so I ended up knocking on a door of a mobile-home. There was a family of three, father, daughter and son with three dogs. A puppy, a little bit older one and a big mutt. The son informed me that the big dog is always outside and he only comes in to eat. I turned away from the big dog, and he bit me in the ass. It hurt so bad, I actually woke up ... and still felt the bite.
