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Family Feud
As we make a way to the front door he is still on our tails. I ram the door open and we run to where else but there, he stands at the door and doesn't follow us. Thank God. The gravel is stabbing into our feet but a moment of pain is better than a lifetime with him. We head for our neighbor's house and with a sigh of relief she opens the door.
