sad man, sad dog. this dog was rumbling like he coudn't breathe, in a heartbreaking little coat, his little feet trying to keep to keep up with the tugging leash. then the man threw the leash down, said, do something, and the dog did nothing, and the man glanced back to me and mister rolling in the grass and picked up the leash like it was his trial and his burden, this sad little dog.
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