"When I was about 15 and walking my gran's new small rescue dog, I saw a group of my friends, including a slightly older boy I fancied. I walk up and start chatting with the group about our new furry family member and his tragic history. This lad I liked thought it would be the height of fun at that moment to lunge at the dog."
"He was nearly six-foot already at 17, and the dog was a small poodle. So the size difference from the perspective of that little dog must have been terrifying, especially considering the abuse he'd suffered. The poor dog ran behind me, shaking like a leaf, and the lad was doubled over, laughing his ass off. I've never hated someone so quickly and so intensely before or since."
A 15-year-old walked her grandmother's small rescue poodle and encountered friends, including a boy she fancied. The boy lunged at the dog for amusement, exploiting the size difference and the dog's history of abuse. The dog hid behind the teen, trembling, while the boy laughed. The teen angrily confronted him, shouted insults, and severed their acquaintance; he subsequently left the friend group. Over the following years the dog regained confidence living with the grandmother. The dog lived to age 14 and died peacefully in his sleep.
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