Dog Story
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Part 2: My Pit Bull Carries Every Shoe in the House Into the Bathroom Before a Storm. I Just Found Out Why.
I want to tell you a few things about where we live, because the geography matters. Central Oklahoma is one…
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Part 2: I Joined a Motorcycle Club to Ride. They Made Me Babysit a 14-Year-Old Dog. I Hated It Until the Night He Died in My Arms.
I want to tell you what I felt that first night. I felt insulted. I had ridden into that garage…
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Part 2: My Grandmother Was Locked in a Bathroom With a Broken Hip. My Golden Retriever Tried 3 Doors Before He Found a Way Out.
I want to describe Theo, because the rest of this only makes sense if you know him. He is a…
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Part 2: Every Night at 8 PM, My Pit Bull Pulls a Book Off the Shelf and Brings It to Me. It Took Me 3 Months to Figure Out What She Was Asking For.
I want to tell you what June was like in the first weeks. She was, for the first day, very…
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Part 2: A Hunter Saw 7 Bikers in the Forest Every Full Moon and Called the Rangers. What We Were Doing Out There Wasn’t Anything He Could Have Guessed.
I want to tell you about Wendell, because the story does not work without him. Wendell was a quiet man.…
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Part 2: My Rescue Pit Bull Touches Every Door and Window With Her Nose Before Bed. I Thought It Was OCD. The Truth Was Worse.
I want to describe the routine, because I have watched it for two hundred and forty-seven nights, and I know…
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Part 2: I Fell in My Garden With a Broken Wrist. My Pit Bull Brought Me My Phone. I Never Taught Her That.
I want to describe my mornings before this happened so you understand what Lou had been watching, every day, for…
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Part 2: I Was a 22-Year-Old Biker Prospect Sitting Alone in a Garage. A Stray Dog Started Visiting Me. Then the President Walked In at 2 AM.
I want to tell you what those nights in the garage were like. I would show up at 8 p.m.…
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Part 2: I Yelled at a Biker to Get Out of My Neighborhood. Two Weeks Later, He Showed Up at My Door With My Dog in His Saddlebag.
I want to tell you what I saw on his face when he looked at me. He did not look…
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A Biker Walked Into My Diner at 3 AM and Did Something for a Blind Dog That No One Could Explain. We Still Don’t Know His Name.
I want to describe what he looked like, because I have been asked this six hundred times by strangers on…
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