No I'm not afriad of dogs but what does that have to with the toilet.

There's this bar down the road from the house we are living at, its not the greatest of places, in fact it's kinda run down, but its close so we walk there with some friends on occasion. 
About a week ago we decided to get some drinks, we walked down and were talking when it started to rain.  It's all dirt roads going back to the house, and we didn't want to walk back in a downpour at night with muddy roads so we decided to wait it out.  A few minutes later, the power we went out.  We got some more drinks and were having a good time when I had to use the bathroom. 
I had used their bathroom before, but never in the rain, when the power was out.  Their only toilet was down a bizarre and creepy alley, which for some reason, didn't have a roof.  So I ran down a flooding alley in a headlamp to get to a random toilet at the end of it.  I made it back wet, but without incident and rejoined my friends.  It kept raining and sure enough, about an hour later, I had to use to bathroom again.  I noticed that the path to the creepy alley was closed so I asked a woman working there if I could use the toilet.  To which she responded "Do you fear the dogs?"  I was confused and asked "Can't I just use the toilet?"  She informed me that the toilet was closed and asked again if I was afraid of dogs.  I was confused but answered, "No, I'm not afraid of dogs." 
She then led me down an even creepier alley carrying a flashlight.  It was very wet and confusing. But a few minutes later she opened a door.  I looked in to find a very strange very damp room, with two very large dogs in it.  A giant poodle ran up to me and sniffed around when I noticed a huge German Shepherd in the corner starring at me.  I turned to the woman and asked "Will they bite me".  She shook her head and said "No. ..  well... that one will." And pointed her flashlight at the German Shepherd.  At first I thought she was joking so I asked again, hopeful that the answer would change.  "He will bite me?" I asked pointing at the dog.  "Yes, but its fine.  Don't run." 
I froze and suddenly didn't feel like I had to pee anymore.  "Maybe I'll just wait till I go home." I said.  She shook her head and assured me it would be fine.  She put the flashlight on the giant dog and started yelling at him in Luganda, to stay where he was, then she casually told me.  "Just go, don't run". 
I slowly walked around the corner of this creepy unlit dog filled room to find a wooden swinging door.  I opened it and saw a very poorly constructed hole in the ground.  I don't mean a squatty potty, I mean a hole in the ground.  I had already come so far.  I had already faced those dogs, and regardless of whether or not my bladder was empty I was going to have walk past them again. So I did my best to drunkenly pee into a gross hole while wearing a headlamp and fearing that a giant dog would find me pantless in the corner.
I made it out fine. But needless to say it was the most bizarre bathroom experience of my life.