When I was a young girl I remember a story my father told me.
His brother owned a gas station and he was complaining about a dog that would come around every day and bark at him and he was at the end of his rope w/ the dog. He told dad if that dog comes back again today I am going to grab him by the tail and pump his ask full of gas ! Well here came the dog and sure enough he grabbed him and sticks the nozzle up his butt and when he let go the dog started zooming as fast as he could in circles around the pumps and dad said that dog must of done 30 laps til he just froze and fell over to his side.
Tears in my eyes for the poor dog I asked my dad, He died ?? He said naw,,,, He just ran out of gas.