Wanda’s dishwasher quit working so she called in a repairman. Since she had to go to work the next day, she told the repairman, “I’ll leave the key under the mat Fix the dishwasher, leave the bill on the…

kitchen counter, and I’ll send you a check. Oh, and by the way, don’t worry about my dog Spike. He won’t bother you.” The repairman assured Wanda that he would take care of everything and headed to her house the next morning.

When he arrived, he found the key exactly where Wanda said it would be. He let himself in and got to work on the dishwasher. As he tinkered with the machine, he couldn’t help but notice a large, menacing-looking dog lying in the corner of the room.

Despite Wanda’s assurances, the repairman couldn’t shake the feeling of unease. He had never been particularly fond of dogs, and this one looked like it could rip him to shreds with a single swipe of its paw.

But he pushed aside his fears and focused on the task at hand. After a bit of troubleshooting, he managed to fix the dishwasher and left the bill on the kitchen counter, just as Wanda had requested.

As he was about to leave, he heard a low growl coming from the corner of the room. He turned to see the dog staring at him with intense, unblinking eyes. Suddenly, the repairman felt a surge of panic wash over him. What if the dog decided to attack?

But to his surprise, the dog didn’t move. Instead, it just continued to stare at him with an almost curious expression. Emboldened by this turn of events, the repairman slowly edged towards the door, keeping a wary eye on the dog the entire time.

As he reached for the doorknob, he heard a voice behind him. “Is everything okay?” It was Wanda, returning home from work earlier than expected. The repairman breathed a sigh of relief and explained what had happened.

Wanda chuckled and patted the dog on the head. “Oh, don’t mind Spike. He’s harmless, really. He just likes to put on a show to scare off strangers.” The repairman laughed nervously, grateful that he hadn’t been mauled by the ferocious-looking canine.

As Wanda wrote out a check for the repairman, she thanked him for his quick and efficient service. She was relieved to have her dishwasher working again and glad that Spike hadn’t caused any trouble.

With a wave goodbye, the repairman left Wanda’s house, feeling a sense of accomplishment and a newfound respect for both Wanda and her loyal companion. And as he drove away, he couldn’t help but chuckle at the thought of Spike, the fearsome watchdog with a heart of gold.