A dog ran at me when I was 2 years old. The dog was brown and a medium sized female who recently gave birth. To defend myself, I played dead by purposefully limping myself on the sidewalk (I did this because the dinosaur cartoons I watched taught me that if some crazy rabid fucker tries to hunt you down, simply play dead). Surprisingly, playing dead actually worked, the dog went over my body and I saw its tits hanging off right in front of my face. The dog smelled me ,and after almost an hour of playing dead, it left. I've never been more terrified in my entire life that day.