well this week I went to stay with one of my mates so i could go house hunting. On the second day i was there we were sitting around watching TV, when my mate looked towards the door and was like 'oh shit'. I looked up and saw my friends dog standing at the sliding door COVERED in blood. there was a puddle of blood where it was all dripping off its face and legs, and there was a trail marking where it had run up to the house and even blood spatter on the sliding door. It looked like someone had been murdered! For the next half hour my friend and his sister were running around clening the dog and the veranda, and a whole bunch of phone calls were made and received. It turned out that his big dog and his dingo pup had gone down to a nearby property and were killing livestock, so the owner of the property shot them. The dog that had come home had been shot in the nose, but the dingo pup unfortunetly hadn't made it. it was shot in the back and died almost instantly. My mate rushed his dog off to the vet, but they said they couldn't remove the bullet as it would do more damage than good, so they had to leave it in there. The poor dog was wandering around for the rest of the night snuffling and dripping blood everywhere. If it hadn't been such a big dog it wouldn't have been so lucky, but at the moment it looks like he'll live.

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Five a.m on the bathroom floor from the night before, do you find me dreadful?
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Five a.m on the bathroom floor from the night before, do you find me dreadful?
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Five a.m on the bathroom floor from the night before, do you find me dreadful?
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Dripping with sarcastic honey
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Five a.m on the bathroom floor from the night before, do you find me dreadful?
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Five a.m on the bathroom floor from the night before, do you find me dreadful?
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Five a.m on the bathroom floor from the night before, do you find me dreadful?
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