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Dog days

My dog has been on the verge of being sent back to the pound, and this morning she really could find herself on the way there.

It's raining. She's freaking out. I put her in her kennel. The rain subsides. I go to take her out, and in the process she manages to bend my ring-finger nail halfway back, away from my finger.

It hurts, and it's bleeding.

Damn dog!

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