Mallory is walking on her high-heels to home from the flower shop in her small town when a big, angry stray dog runs out and barks at her.

She gasps, drops her purse, and her keys spill everywhere on the sidewalk. She backs up against a fence, looking terrified.

"Oh! Good boy... nice doggy... please don't bite me! Oh my gosh, where are my pepper sprays? I know I put them in here next to my favorite lip gloss..."

The dog barks louder. Mallory starts to cry a little bit, thinking about rabies and possibility of bite marks on her pretty skin.

"Someone help! Please! There's a really big dog out here going to kill me and I don't know what to do!"