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He raised his fist again and even though she knew to be quiet, a tiny and pathetic whimper escaped her lips.
He brought his fist down once more and she didn’t move except for when the blow connected with her ribs and she grunted as the air was forced out of her lungs.
He hadn’t always been like this; she knew the drink made him worse and she tried to stay away from him when he was drinking but it was difficult. Sadie loved him so very much and she hated to see him in such turmoil. Losing his job had been the last straw but she knew it wasn’t her fault.
He had promised to love her. What had happened to that love?
He raised his fist... for the last time!
Sadie leaped from the floor and her teeth sank deep into the soft flesh of his throat.
He lay on the floor in almost the same place that she had occupied moments before, his life-blood oozing out of the wound she had made.
Sadie licked his hand and whimpered again, but in a questioning manner this time. She knew she’d done wrong but she knew she’d never be punched again.
Sadie lay beside him and put her head on her paws and waited.
Even a worm will turn, and a dog may love unconditionally but there comes a time when even that love is overwhelmed by nature’s instinct for survival.