Lately, my dog kept climbing onto the top kitchen
Rick, my gentle, obedient dog, had begun barking at the kitchen cupboards late at night, fixated on the ceiling as if sensing something unseen. One night, after his frantic barking wouldn’t stop, I grabbed a flashlight and climbed up to check the duct. My heart froze — a filthy, terrified man crouched inside, clutching a…
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