Our canine mounts raced through the streets with impunity.
Oh hey, it’s been a while since the last dog-ride.
The glass that covered the roads, the lack of windows, windshields or working dashboards in the few cars that still ran all contributed to the glacial pace of traffic.
At least it’s still kinda moving?
There was little for the dogs to watch out for, no moving vehicles and few bystanders.
Never mind.
Every stride the dog took made the bag I was carrying bang against my hip and made every injury I had explode with pain. I clenched my teeth and endured it.
Ouch.
There weren’t many other options. I could hardly complain to Bitch.
Yeah, she wouldn’t take any of that.
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