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Abby sat on the slate floor of the strange kitchen and gagged: Mr. Titters's end had precipitated a surge of diarrhea—frothy, moist, and impossible to expunge entirely from the white carpet, as if he had became an icing tube in…
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I step over a big black dog that's sprawled, fast asleep, across the doorway. “Best to let sleeping dogs lie,” I think, but the snoring dog doesn't budge. Clouds of tobacco smoke hang in the air and mix with the glow from neon bar signs, illuminating the …
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I’m not the creative type like my friend Bosely, an Irish Setter. I’m a traditionalist. I like to eat exactly at 8:30 a.m. and 6 p.m. I take my bone with me everywhere I go. I will not carry the poop-bag.
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I'd dreamed it continually. Running through corn, corn still in ears, still on the stalk. And each time I'd wake, I'd have the oddest feeling that it wasn't that simple.
The running wasn't normal running, it was different. There was the distinct sense
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The county sent two crews, one to get Mr. Meyers, the old shut-in, tall and affable, but quiet and bent, like a crooked coat rack with a porkpie atop, the other for his dog, an english setter whom he shadowed like a familiar. I say he was the familiar and
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“That’s just Ryan W. Bradley—son of a bitch knows better by now.”
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We had them in our bunk beds in the trailer, before Becky fell and broke her neck.
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if you don't quiver with anticipation you'll barely manage to explode
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Carl finished his beer, burped, crushed the aluminum can on the floor with his foot. “Oop, now we’re outta beer.”
“Alright, let’s send the dog.”
They did. They sent the dog. The first time Luther trotted down the sidewalk. The next time, Henry let t
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Butch the Labradoodle sets some necessary boundaries.
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One of the founders of the site has a German shepherd dog named "Fritz Lang".
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The whole scene smells like paranoia.
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When it was time to leave, she lingered beside you,
bidding you to come again.
I flicked my cat, dog tail, indifferent.
She wanted to lick your cheek.
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