Thank you very much for traveling here and doing the show, man.

I very much appreciate it.

My pleasure, Danny.

You have a fascinating story.

But first thing I wanted to ask you, why do they call you Mad Dog?

Well, we could be here all day talking about that, but I'll give you a quick synonymous. In 1989, when I was stationed in Paris,

I'm a long-distance runner, and I would go running through the big park there, the Baud Bologna.

And the Baud Bologna is many, many acres. It's probably at least as large as Central Park in New York.

And I passed a dog one morning, a German shepherd, got about maybe 10 yards past him.

No barking, nothing.

Suddenly I felt the most intense pain in my right leg.

And it turns out that German shepherds on a pound per square inch basis have

probably the most vicious bite of all dogs. And my leg was in his jaws. And I jerked my leg out.

It was bleeding profusely. I started to run, but you're not going to outrun a dog. So I picked up a

heavy tree branch,

and I attacked the dog and ran him off. And then I hobbled home. And I got to the embassy that day,

to the American embassy where I was working, and the people in the medical clinic said,

well, we're going to give you tetanus shots, but considering how erratic that dog was,

no barking, no nothing, before he just unprovoked attacked you,

so there's a good chance he's got rabies.

And so you need to go to the Pasteur Institute where they developed the rabies vaccine

and get the rabies shots.

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