Snap Studios. I have this goofy three-legged mutgeorgie.

Now he's a happy little guy.

If there's a choice between a scratch, right between the ears, or a scooby snack,

he's going to choose love instead of food every single time.

Always wants to sit in your lap, even if you have other things you want to do.

And the other day, when he wanted me to stop fooling with my phone and just keep stroking the top of his head,

I thought back to my first dog. His name was Lucky, but he was anything but Lucky. Gama's a puppy. The Kali makes beautiful. I begged and pleaded with my parents to let him be a A Kali Mc

Mc's beautiful. I begged and pleaded with my parents to let him be a house dog.

Let me take care of him inside.

But they didn't believe in such a thing.

Dogs don't belong in the house, they said.

Instead, we kept them chained to a tree in the back,

which was bad enough by itself, He bark and squealed and screamed for his freedom from that chain, for his terror of the dark.

I didn't know how to beg for him. I felt trap myself and as bad as that was we lived

in Michigan winter was coming. First the rain, cold slick ice

freezing on his fur. He got quiet then. Stop pulling against his chain.

I give him warm oatmeal to eat.

He looked at me like I was his jailer.

Then the snow fell. his coat dirty gray, his eyes blazing hot, he became mean, vicious even.

When he bit me... vicious even.

When he bit me, I didn't tell anyone.

Just tried to stop the bleeding as best I could with rags and towels because I knew full well. But I deserved it. Spook star

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