...you may not like/ the things we do/ only idiots/ ignore the truth....
We enter though the gate, returning from an outing. She holds it open for me, turns around to make sure it closes behind.
"Good girl," she murmurs, "good dog, good doggies."
Mother. Did you just say 'Good Dog' to me?
"Of course not."
Of course not.
Dog Eat Dog; Adam and the Ants
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