Wednesday, September 2, 2009
A feral dog speaks.
Ruff Ruff. Ruff Ruff Ruff.
Hey, seriously. Listen to me. Ruff Ruff.
I hang out in the woods. Ruff.
Sometimes I lounge all day under a car by the guard shack, hiding from the sun. Ruff Ruff Ruff. I'm pretty mangy. Ruff Ruff.
What was that? You want to sleep?
Ruff Ruff. I don't really care. Ruff Ruff.
There are some really neat squirrels over there. Ruff Ruff.
Ooh, trash! I like trash. Some of it has food in it. Ruff Ruff.
I probably won't bite you. Ruff Ruff Ruff.
But I might. Ruff.
Mostly I'll just bark.
Ruff. Ruff Ruff Ruff.
Maybe if I'm feeling rowdy I'll chase you when you go for a run.
Ruff.
Why would you run from me if you didn't want me to chase you?
Seriously. Grrr. Rrrwar. Ruff Ruff.
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