Dr.Doolitle

No"Keanu don't be an idiot!" My less than ideal plea fell on deaf (crazy!) ears and he kept walking directly in the path of the hulking eyesore.I desperately wanted to go after him but my feet were frozen in place,such was the overwhelming power of my fear.Something hit me and stuck to the back of my neck and I whirled around, reflexively reaching for the offended spot.My fingers came into contact with something hard yet slightly flexible at the same time that my eyes registered a now earless Nazir Hound that lay a few feet away from me.

Oh please God no.

My feet started to do a little anxious dance,as they would if I really needed to pee,while I removed the object (be a twig,or a stone,or even a glob of mud, please God) and slowly brought it around to my face.God must have thought it would be funnier for him if he ignored my fervent prayer since the thing dangling from my index finger and thumb was indeed the severed,grey,half rotted ear of the fallen hound.