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Little boy, age 7-8. Went with my mom to pick up older sister from her friend's house. Both mothers talking in the doorway, beautiful golden retriever sitting there near me. I leaned over to pet it and doge jumped up and bit me in the face. No blood, no scars. All I remember is feeling shocked and the woman was incredibly embarrassed (I would be too). I figure(d) it was my fault. No fault against doge, it probably felt cornered. Fast forward 15-20 years, I ask my sister how her friend is doing. She and her friend had OD'ed while working and partying over in Amsterdam. hosed.
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# ¿ Jun 14, 2016 03:34 |
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