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Lost Dogs
This feels empty as if the dogs have all gone home and left us to our own devices, on our own to deal with the monsters and the maniacs hiding in the shadows and even with the lights all on, the television blaring comedy and news into our deconstructed brains, there is a silence and…
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The Dog Ate My… What?
Don’t let that sweet face fool you-behind those big eyes and the cute fuzzy mohawk is a fetish that’s ruining my life. Mutt has settled in pretty well in the week and a half since we brought him home. He’s conquered his initial shyness and now darts around the house like a weasel on meth,…
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How the Naughty Poo Got In, or, Ape Gets a Dog
In a little red hut in my little white house in my little shit town, there is a little spotted dog with no legs. This is the story of that no-legged dog. I am in possession of two people with charming smiles and big blue eyes. One of them uses me as a backrest while…
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April Fox 