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“Once I was about 15 and strolling my gran’s new small rescue canine, I noticed a gaggle of my buddies, together with a barely older boy I fancied. I stroll up and begin chatting with the group about our new furry member of the family and his tragic historical past. This lad I preferred thought it could be the peak of enjoyable at that second to lunge on the canine. He was almost six-foot already at 17, and the canine was a small poodle. So the dimensions distinction from the attitude of that little canine will need to have been terrifying, particularly contemplating the abuse he’d suffered.”
“The poor canine ran behind me, shaking like a leaf, and the lad was doubled over, laughing his ass off. I’ve by no means hated somebody so rapidly and so intensely earlier than or since.
I gave him a bit of my thoughts, which as a teen, amounted to me shouting about what a complete wanker he was and the way I hoped he shriveled and died. I by no means bothered chatting with him once more; he phased out of the pal group quickly after, and I do not know what occurred to him.
Happily, the canine was fantastic and, over the course of a few years, actually developed his confidence with my gran till he was 14 and handed peacefully in his sleep.”
—u/Sharkoslotho
