Kendall’s Story: Barkin’ up the Wrong Tree

I was walking down Jordan, one of the most traversed roads in my town, and this old beat-up truck pulled over and slowed to keep pace with me. The guy in the truck rolled down his window and let out a long, loud wolf-whistle, eyebrows waggling, the whole shebang. I decided if they were going to try to catch my attention like you would a dog’s, I would respond in the only appropriate way: I barked. The idiot’s eyes went wide, shocked and offended. He sped up and drove off, middle finger out the window.

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