My Crazy Little Brother

Submitted by: Anonymous

I went to Ohio with my family about 5 years ago. I was about 9 at the time, and my brothers were 7 and 3. One of the days we went to visit our cousins. They have a dog, who has the same name as my 3 year old brother: Ed. We got there, and Ed who was afraid of dogs, mostly stayed on the carpet. Since the dog wasn't allowed on the carpet, Ed felt safe. Forgetting about the dog, he went to grab a peanut butter cookie. The dog ran up from the basement, and Ed squealed and started running. His little legs gave up soon and he ended up tripping. The dog came right up to him and started licking him. My brother, being the crazy kid he is, screamed, "Help, he's tasting me!" For a while, my brother had a secret phobia of that dog because, and I quote, "It's tasted human flesh."