Well, I Never!
Austin assesses the neighborhood
Oh, here he comes. Striding down the sidewalk like he owns it. He can’t see me, or he’d be barking his head off. He’s wearing his cutsie harness of bright red, but don’t think I don’t know that what he really wants is a harness that’s black leather with silver studs on it. Or silver spikes.
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