Owen was on his third take for a pre-recorded investigative news report when a hurricane of white fluff slammed into him. "It's relatively quiet outside here the Winter Haven Court House today as city council members deliberate o --- nnghhh!
Being a large man, Owen went down hard on his backside in a cloud of white fluff. He was dazed but could make out that large paws were on his chest and he was being licked on the cheek repeatedly by a sloppy pink tongue.
"Get off!" He yelled at the dog that looked suspiciously like it was smiling at him with it's tongue lolling out. "Get the fuck off!" He shoved at the animal who bounded off him and the pranced around before dipping down and bowing its head, tail wagging furiously. It thought they were playing a game.
His cameraman seemed more worried about the microphone that was lost in the fall. The plastic logo for the local news station was broken. It looked worse for wear.
"Hey is this your dog?" Holland, the cameraman, asked to the woman running worriedly towards them.
Owen rounded towards the woman Holland spotted. "Get a fucking leash maybe!" He cussed more to himself but still at her while trying to brush fur from his suit. It was no use, he needed a lint roller. The dog jumped at his legs and Owen shoved it off again.
"Down! Get down!"
Being a large man, Owen went down hard on his backside in a cloud of white fluff. He was dazed but could make out that large paws were on his chest and he was being licked on the cheek repeatedly by a sloppy pink tongue.
"Get off!" He yelled at the dog that looked suspiciously like it was smiling at him with it's tongue lolling out. "Get the fuck off!" He shoved at the animal who bounded off him and the pranced around before dipping down and bowing its head, tail wagging furiously. It thought they were playing a game.
His cameraman seemed more worried about the microphone that was lost in the fall. The plastic logo for the local news station was broken. It looked worse for wear.
"Hey is this your dog?" Holland, the cameraman, asked to the woman running worriedly towards them.
Owen rounded towards the woman Holland spotted. "Get a fucking leash maybe!" He cussed more to himself but still at her while trying to brush fur from his suit. It was no use, he needed a lint roller. The dog jumped at his legs and Owen shoved it off again.
"Down! Get down!"
Bitch, I'm limited edition.
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