Her bark was loud.
Her bite was worth it.

The kennel of the orphaned pit bull was covered in urine.
A golden pudell with shine.

Toss in a biscuit?
No... My neck could be next.

I'm goin' in.
... Towel's down.
"Oh no... NO!"

Gagging on a pee-drenched double ply, I acted fast.

After prying her locked jaws, I reached past the razor-sharp canines and carefully dislodged the method to this madness.
A deep breath and a wagging tail.
The blood on my hand...sacrifice.

Days later, she was adopted... I hope they don't have wall-to-wall carpeting.