The Dog’s Name is Radio

“Radio put his front paws on George’s shoulders, the dog’s big pink tongue lolling over his teeth, looking like he was grinning at his best friend. George is short, just the right height for Radio to be dancing with. He’s got powerful shoulders and arms, but he’s slim. George, I mean, not the dog. He kept right on walking forward into the office with Radio hanging on him, and handed me a folder. He didn’t have to tell me what was in it.”

Read more in DEAD MAN”S DOG FIGHT

 

 

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