Teaser Tuesday is a weekly bookish meme, hosted by MizB of A Daily Rhythm (used to be Should Be Reading). Anyone can play along! Just do the following:
• Grab your current read
• Open to a random page • Share two (2) “teaser” sentences from somewhere on that page • BE CAREFUL NOT TO INCLUDE SPOILERS! (make sure that what you share doesn’t give too much away! You don’t want to ruin the book for others!) • Share the title & author, too, so that other TT participants can add the book to their TBR Lists if they like your teasers!
dogs are dangerous…
You can’t deny it. Everyone’s heard a story or two about the friendly pit
bull, or the loveable Rottweiler who was the treasured family pet until the day
he was playing with the kids in the yard and chewed little Liza’s fingers off.
But truth be told, those dogs— Rottweiler’s, Pit Bulls, Dobermans, aren’t
born mean, they’re mean because they’ve been mistreated. A mistreated dog is
nothing more than ticking time bombs just waiting for the right moment to go
Cujo on an unsuspecting public lulled into a false sense of confidence by their
But my, dog… my dog, the man
thought. His dog was loved and cared for right from the start. His was a lap
dog, cute and cuddly, and… perfect,
which is why he was having the damndest time accepting the bitter truth— that
his cute, cuddly, well treated dog was also a murderer.
So he lay there, his legs rendered useless, feeling as if they’d been set
on fire like Christmas kindling. His world was spinning, spinning, spinning as
if he’d been set down on a runaway merry-go-round. Through the pain and the
spinning he heard the dog coming for him, coming to finish him off, her soft,
doggie footsteps scratching gently toward him on the dust covered road.
Then she climbed up onto his body as he lay, eyes gazing up at the moon.
She stood on his stomach, and teetered for a second before looking into his
Go get help, he thought. I need help. Of course, he knew better.
She was the reason he was in this position in the first place. As the little
dog began moving up his torso toward his chest, he thought of all the killer
dogs he’d heard about or seen on the news over the years, and as his dog closed
in for the kill, he wondered: since when
did man’s best friend become his very own worst nightmare?
- 3%, Baad Dog by Sal Conte
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