My Poor Little Dog

by Dealia Kimber
(Altoona pa)

I am just nice little old lady with only a small little hound dog to keep me company. Well, my little dog always sleeps in my bed with me and one night I woke up with him not in my bed and I heard a dripping sound. It was coming from down stairs. So, I got my robe and slippers on and went down stairs. My fauset was running and so I just guessed that apperently I left it on. So, I turned it off and went back to sleep, not finding my dog. I was awoken once agian on the same night hearing a dripping sound, once again. It was once again coming from downstairs. The whole peculiar thing happened agian. I was time awoken one last time hearing the dripping sound this time coming from my bathroom. I looked in and there, was my little precious dog hung by its neck, dripping blood!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!