One fine Saturday afternoon, Savanah and I decided to take Daphne for a little walk to Scolari's. Unfortunately for Daphne, we were in the middle of crossing a busy street when she was viciously mauled by a stupid mutt named Mogley. She was literally lifted off the ground, hands and feet, by her ear and a small portion of her jugular. She was swung about like the chim chim (rope toy) she generally plays with. Mogley's bitch of an owner kicked him in the face, screamed "What the fuck are you doing, Mogley?" and continued on her merry way. Not so much as an apology escaped that stupid slut's mouth.
Fortunately, we finished crossing the busy intersection only to learn that Daphne is a fucking champion and didn't give a fuck about what had just happened to her.
Moral of the story... don't trust dogs named Mogley.
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