I am a dog searching for scraps of food. I am a dog chasing cars and barking at headlights. I don't feel remorse for my actions nor can I be bargained with. I have the smarts of a genius yet I'm a fool and an idiot. With the mind of a 4 year old you could easily trick me and I would still not question my loyalty to you. I am a beast yet completely exploitable. A rabid dog that's no pleasant sight. I only eat meat, but I'm too proud for a treat. Don't try to feed me because I bite the hand that tries. Whoever tries to pet me or feed me I'll bite because to you I will not take kindly. God made me this way and there's no doubt about this: Try to put me down and I'll bite back in your dreams.
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Easy Prey
Non-FictionThere's a lot of stray dogs where I was born, and I wish I could help them