The old red dog
sat and watched serenely.
His humans were
building something to put up on the porch. They said it was a “heated doghouse”
for wintertime, so his old bones would stay warm.
They assembled
it and set it in place, right in front of an electrical outlet to plug the
heating pad into.
“See?” his mom
said, luring him into it. “Nice and cozy!”
He exited as
quickly as was polite and went to make himself a nest in the barn, as usual.
The last time
he got into a box, he came home without his testicles.
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