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So I've pretty much always had black dogs in my house. There was one I used to have, named Speed (because he looked like he was on speed the drug). He was getting to his old age and would just lay around the hallways at night to sleep.
One night, I got particularly thirsty and was going to go to the fridge to get a drink. Since I know the layout of my house, I just was walking in the darkness. As I'm walking, I hear a hoarse yelp and a lump on the floor. Turned on the lights. I stepped on Speed's leg right on a raw spot. His raw spot started bleeding and he was limping for a few days after that. I felt a bit bad after that one. D:0
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