Icarus's blog: "Hope- by any other name."

I just had this short little story to tell

so my dad, mom, and one of his work friends all went to dinner tonight, and as we were walking back to the car, I saw a man with his newborn, his wife, and his dog all sitting at a cafe
the weather was lovely
dinner was fanfuckingtastic
I had coffeecrusted ribeye. Go figure.
And
the dog...

Shivering, chained to a post hungry and dirty
with metal barbs on a metal colar pointed and digging into his NECK from 360 degrees.
I stopped my mid jovial gallop.
Made eyecontact with this guy, pointed at the dog.
He had bleeding holes where the collar had penetrated.

My group keeps walking, so I keep up
Mom asks "what's the matter, you look like you saw something upsetting"
I turn around raise my arm as high as I can and flip the guy off, grabbing my dick for extra lift.

I explained the collar to my party.
And asked how he was going to discipline that baby when he got older.

Tom (my dad's friend)
said "shock collar?".

I laughed, but it was a hollow, and angry thing that came out.