Two of us were working on a steel construction outside of a factory in Basel gettin' as much done as we could outside in the sun before we took it inside where we would erect it. We left a space of 2 metres between between the construction and a wire mesh fence separating us from a private property where German Shepherds were bred. The other side of the fence was a run with 6 young Shepherds which barked like mad the whole day at us.
I went up to a local burger stall and bought a dozen sausages and fed the dogs a bit at a time.
The wifie got suspicious when the dogs were lined up waiting for me each morning; quite as lambs.
"I hope you're not feeding my dogs!"
"Whit, them vicious animals? Your kiddin' misses. (in Swiss/German of course
Wait a minute ... I've got my eye on a burd.
... Some try to tell me thoughts they cannot defend ...