Is This Your Dog?
by Steve West on December 5, 2024
Recent conversation with Brenda:
Me: I just got a text from a Facebook friend that was funny and cruel at the same time.
Brenda: Do I want to hear this?
Me: He saw a "Missing Dog" poster, called the number and only barked.
Brenda: (hiding a grin) That's awful. How do you respond to something like that?
Me: Well, after I finish a guilty chuckle, I'm gonna unfriend him. Bad Dog!
Brenda: I hope he whimpers.
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