Another Monday Morning
Your neighbour and the clerk are screaming at you, demanding to know what's going on. The sound of sirens rings through your ears, and the police are rushing through the door.
None of that matters though, because you HAVE TO PET THIS DOG.
You give him all the love, all the attention his abusive owners have been depriving from him his entire life, and you feel the unmistakable cold steel deathgrip of a firearm against the back of your head.
He trusts you completely and utterly, and with good reason. You're the best thing that's ever happened to him.
None of that matters though, because you HAVE TO PET THIS DOG.
You give him all the love, all the attention his abusive owners have been depriving from him his entire life, and you feel the unmistakable cold steel deathgrip of a firearm against the back of your head.
He trusts you completely and utterly, and with good reason. You're the best thing that's ever happened to him.
