I boosted myself up on the fence, and peered into our back neighbors’ yard. Earlier that day, their German shepherd, Binkie, had pummeled our dog, George. After biting at each other through the fence’s wooden slats, George stumbled away, his bloody mouth and nose pierced with redwood splinters.
Seeing no Binkie, I dropped down, grabbed the stray ball, and chucked it back over. I then heard ferocious snarling. Heart pounding, I hoisted myself back up and over. In my own yard, I felt a throbbing pain in my heel. Looking down toward my Keds sneaker, I could see that my white sock was drenched with blood.
Binkie: 2
Us: 0
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