but theyre starting to freak me out.
This time Im at home. I have some kind of loft. I have a gorgeous giant yellow lab that I love dearly. I also have a friend who I pay to help out with odd jobs. He is handsome and I have the hots for him, so I let things slide when he does a half-assed job sometimes. That just means that I can call him back over to finish the job right, while I watch.
One day, he comes over and hes in a hurry to get somewhere else, so he rushes through the things he needs to do. He picks things up and throws things around, and I hear him leave out the door. But I also hear that the dog gets out and he calls for it and runs after. I can hear him running through the yard and hes mad.
When he comes back in I hear yelling and yelping and I rush downstairs to see what the commotion is all about. The dog is flipping and flopping and crying out in pain. I can see anguish on its poor giant face.
I ask the hot guy what the fuck he did. I asked him if he kicked the dog. And he says yeah, he did because the dog wouldnt come to him. I asked him if he kicked the dog hard, and he says yeah.
That fucker.
I run over to the dog and try to console him. I just keep seeing this beautiful, big, furry, pained face, as if the dog is crying.
I scream for the hot guy to get the fuck out.
Then I wake up.
Theres another one too, but I gotta go to work
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