As if the beast was possessed it leapt at my neck, mouth open and going for the kill. I dropped down and rolled to the side the second the lock was off, watching the doberman sail straight over my head. I quickly got back on my feet, not daring to fight it on the ground. The doberman zoomed at me and leapt, mouth open once again. Like a flowing wave I stepped forward then backed out to the side. In the middle of my step I grabbed the dog's throat and tilted its body sideways and let its momentum throw it to the ground, grimacing as it let out a yelp. My plan wasn’t to hurt the dog, it was to make it calm down. If all it knew was fighting then acting peacefully isn’t going help too much, just anger it. If it could burn down some energy so it could sleep, we would all feel better in the morning.

Men speak with fists, not words.

The dog charged me, snapping its jaws at my leg. I raised my leg and stomped on its head hard enough to tell it to back off, but soft enough so that I wouldn’t hurt it. I realized that if those teeth got ahold of my leg it would be crushed completely.  

For four hours the dog and I fought. Every time it would lunge at me I would use its own momentum against it and throw it. If it tried to bite me I would stomp on its head like the awesome guy I am. Finally the dog could no longer move. It was far too exhausted and it literally fell asleep standing up.

Warily I walked closer. I put my hand up to its snout, The dog gave a growl and snapped at my hand. I barely managed to pull back before the razor sharp teeth pierced my flesh.

“You're not gonna make this easy for me are you?... Well are you hungry? I’ll go get you food.” I back peddled to the door, not daring to turn my back on the dog. I poured him an extra large serving of food, mixed it with hot chicken and broth then brought it out to him. To my surprise the dog was in its cage, his head lain down on the soft grass. I sneaked closer in a futile attempt not to wake him. Once I got in semi-close reach the dog growled and looked at me, its mismatched eyes glaring at me. Its left eye was pale blue while the other one was golden yellow. With a lightning fast jab I brought the bowl right by his face then backed out.

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“This is for you young pup. That was an entertaining fight.” I didn’t bother keeping him locked in his cage. Since I would be the first person there in the morning, I need not worried. There weren’t any other animals in the yard either so that wasn’t a problem.

“Bye boy. See you tomorrow”

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That was how I met Bojo, my first true love.

(Ha, I dodged that punch!)

For the next three years, me and Bojo became extremely close. I had taken it upon myself to teach Bojo a bunch of tricks and verbal commands. Bojo was an extremely smart animal and could easily perform complicated commands. After a while he stopped growling and barking and became a very silent but obedient dog.

But here is where my story truly begins.

This is the day the world was flipped upon its head.

In a tale of love,murder and sex you will hear the story of God Yara, the green eyed redheaded devil who traveled the world with his hound, child and bitch.

(Ok, I deserved that punch)