The Dirty Beast

When Dan’s mother, Lucile, moved to Florida after she was widowed, she had a little house built next door to us. At one time we adopted a large male doberman pinscher, Blitz, that was pretty mean. It was all we could do to control him. When Dan and I were at home we usually let him off his chain to run around. Now Grandma Corporon had a very good friend, [ . . . ]