The Australian Shepherd Dog sniffed at the object. It was a small metal cylinder, no larger than a can of spray paint. There were bright green and black bars painted across the middle. It was humming ever so slightly.
"I don't like it."
Rufus was a plain statement of truth kind of guy.
"The Duke thinks it's interesting."
"Duke thinks sniffing his own turds is interesting."
We sat in silence for a moment, facing each other. There was silence. Then it hit him. He pulled his t shirt up over his nose and clutched it tight, cursing.
"Now, ain't that interesting?"
It's the silent ones that's the deadliest.
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