So, I always avoided walking by the rottweiler. Then Shell went into labor, and I had to get to her house quick.
I shot a vodka and balled my fist. The rott jumped the fence; I froze.
Damn dog just licked my hands open!
Anyway, we had a girl.
Photo of Hoquiam, Wash., by @cliffagreen.
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