Lumbering from Ashton Hospital to The Dirty Dan I put Vise
Head though his paces. Snapped his
fingers. Moved his whiskered, punch-dented lower jaw back and
forth. Made him say, "I'm
Batman," about a dozen times. Spit. Hopped up and down. Even spanked that butt. I was good.
Whatever I commanded, he did.
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