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Friday, July 24, 2009
My Dog Never Barks
My dog never barks.
When he was a puppy, and first getting to know the world, he developed a case of neighbor’s cat to the face prompting an emergency visit to the vet. Through all of their poking and prodding, and even the initial attack he never made a noise, not even a whimper.
A year ago, my old house caught fire. I woke to his face at the edge of my bed. He was pressing his nose against me repeatedly as he pawed at the covers, but even in the rush to get out, even as I heaved him through a window, he remained silent.
I joked he was my barkless dog - that maybe he was just waiting until he had the right thing to say.
He’s staring at a point over my left shoulder, and his bark is deep and guttural, his hackles up.
My dog never barks.
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Credits to: nerdheroine
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