ah, yes, when Monster was just a baby he was just as affectionate and loving as any other human baby. My little Monsty was furry and soft. He was just like a real life teddy bear. He would cooo and smile at me. We would sit and cuddle in my old rocking chair by the firelight, as I would sing to him my favorite childhood nursery rhymes. Oh, those are the days I recall now, when Monster's episodes get out of hand. I truly believe his gentle nature would have stayed with him forever, if it wasn't for that nasty woman. That woman with her high heeled shoes and her long perfectly red manicured nails. Clicking her heels and nails as she walked along the sidewalk. That evil Click-clacker. Oh, why did she have to sit down next to us on the bench in the park? I wished she would have picked another location to work out her "problems" other than where we were that day. "Cute dog" said Click-clacker. "Thanks" I replied. She then reached out to pet Monsty. She must have startled him, because when she pet him, he snipped at one of the red nails and broke it right off. The scream Click-clacker wailed echoed through the park. I thought Monsty had bit her hard and was seriously harmed. I tried to help her, dreading the wound I would find on her hand. Oh, thank God, it was only the tip of a nail. Click-clacker kept screaming, ranting and raving about how horrible little Montsy was. She was making such a fuss over her red nail tip that it drew attention to a police officer in the park. He ran over to where we were. I heard him call for assistance. Click-clacker pointed to Monsty and said................





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