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looked at me and grinned, and no matter how I tried to gloss it over, I knew I was in trouble. That particular year we owned a beautiful, female Great Pyrenees dog. We had borrowed a male Great Pyrenees to have her bred. He stood almost eye level with many people while he was standing on all fours, and when he put his paws on the fence, he looked down on almost everyone. He was especially intimidating as he protected the female, roaming diligently around our yard that nearly encompassed our house. We heard a ruckus in the yard late on Halloween night. The male dog started going crazy. There was a loud commotion, a van door slammed, and then the van zoomed off, leaving us wondering what it was all about. The next day, my students approached me about turning their assignments in late. They said the server that my colleague was in charge of was not working. I didn’t question them further, but told them to get the assignments in as soon as possible. Later in the day, one student came in to confess that it wasn’t a server problem. He then told me that my colleague had decided to get me back. He had picked up a group of students in his van and driven to the store. He went in and bought a whole bunch of the largest packs of toilet paper they had. They had driven to my house to teach me a lesson, but had been chased off by the dog. The student told me that when my colleague brought them back to town and dropped them off, they took all of his toilet paper with them. Then, in the early hours of the morning, when they were sure he was asleep, they went and hit his house with the toilet paper he had purchased. There was nothing wrong with the server; he knew who had done it, and he had locked their accounts. 9