"Is this gonna freak her out?" the woman sitting on our stoop waiting for a bus says, extending her hand toward the doge.
"She's not going to bite you," I say, shrugging, "but she was a rescue, and she wasn't really socialized properly when she was little."
"I've got a cat like that," the woman says. "She loves being the center of attention, but only so, when you try to pet her, she can fuck you up."
Tuesday, May 24, 2016
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