|just laid his head down and went back to sleep.
"Dumb ol' mutt," Jed repeated. He turned back to
It was a dark and stormy . . . night.
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Jed stopped typing. He got up, removed all the
cables from the back of the computer, and pitched it
through his bedroom window at the dog. It made a
satisfying crash as it broke the glass but fell short of
the doghouse by several feet.
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Buck raised his ponderous head and looked toward
Jed with bloodshot eyes. "Missed me," he said.
Jed stared at the old bloodhound in disbelief. A
talkin dog--now there was a story that would win awards.
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He hoped his computer still worked.
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