This may not qualify as a funny story but it was certainly a learning experience. It's a D'Arcy story from the time before she picked Demi from the mass of squiggling puppies.
We were living in an apartment back in Georgia. While sitting in bed reading myself to sleep one night, we suddenly heard the sound of glass breaking. D'Arcy immediately jumped down off the bed and rushed growling into the living room. I dialed 911, turned the light off, got my pistol from the nightstand and slid down behind the bed.
Noises of shouting and D'Arcy's growl continued from the living room until suddenly, all got quiet. In only minutes (but it seemed like hours), the police were there and called out to me that all was okay.
Warning, not for those with a weak stomach!
Fearing the worse and not hearing a sound out of D'Arcy, I turned the lights on and went into the living room. It was worse than I had expected.
Here is one of the official crime scene photos.
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