Walking the Dog

.....When Herb and his animal were about twenty yards beyond the border of the property line, striding down the center of the roadway, the large retriever in the yard tested the line of the electric fence and found it was not working. Whether it was not on or it was not working properly the black collar did not shock and the dog came out of the yard like a shot. Herb’s smaller terrier (approximately one quarter the weight of the larger yellow Labrador) didn’t have a chance. In a flash the Lab sank her teeth into the back of the small dog and began to shake it furiously. Herb didn’t give a moment’s thought to what he had to do. He ran into the snarling tangle of dogs and put his boot (he didn’t have a walking stick with him that day!) up the ass end of the large, yellow dog. More from surprise than from injury the larger dog loosed its grip and looked around. In that split second of confusion Herb took one more shot at the head of the attacker, connected with a glancing blow, and yelled with such fury that it ran for home. Both their hearts pounding, Herb and his dog headed for home as well....

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