I took Pumpkin out for a walk, after cleaning his mouth. He had been extremely docile towards me, but I still wanted to be wary.
"Can I pet your puppy?!" a small girl squeaked enthusiastically. Before I could say anything, she reached for his head, and he nearly bit her hand off.
"I'm so sorry," I explained to her mother as he continued growling, "I don't know what's wrong with him." She gave a huff and pulled her daughter towards her, leaving.
As we continued the walk, I noticed thatPumpkin was aggressive to nearly everyone. He was only friendly with a few, strange-looking people.
What was going on?
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Good Boy
FanfictionMy aunt's dog Pumpkin and I always dressed up for Halloween together, ever since he had warmed up to me as a puppy. But on the night she passed, he suddenly disappeared, and I was devastated. A year passed, and I was still too depressed to go out fo...
