Tuesday, November 29, 2005
Dog Gang!
Satch came home several days ago wearing the colors of a Local Dog Gang.
Tight fitting grey sweatshirt with the sleaves cut to make room for his doggy guns.
I had warned Satch of the local gangs.
"Don't get involved buddy." I requested.
"You shut the fuck up bitch." he replied.
He goes out at night, telling AVM and I that he is just going to the bathroom before bed.
I believe him everytime.
Hours pass and Satch doesn't return. Usually around 5am he wobbles in, smelling of shit on his breath, and squirrel parts in between his toes.
A tear falls down my cheek. I wipe off his paws, and tuck him into his bed.
He'll always be an angel to me.
Everytime I asked him what he was doing he always answered - "Just trust me Bitch!"
And I always replied with a belly scratch and a kiss. My angel.
This morning I learned why he asked for my trust.
He came home with a kill.
Guess who got a treat before he was tucked in.
Yep - My Angel.
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