kitchen counter, and I’ll send you a check. Oh, and by the way, don’t worry about my dog Spike. He won’t bother you.” The repairman assured Wanda that he would take care of everything and headed to her house the next morning.
When he arrived, he found the key exactly where Wanda said it would be. He let himself in and got to work on the dishwasher. As he tinkered with the machine, he couldn’t help but notice a large, menacing-looking dog lying in the corner of the room.
Despite Wanda’s assurances, the repairman couldn’t shake the feeling of unease. He had never been particularly fond of dogs, and this one looked like it could rip him to shreds with a single swipe of its paw.
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