"She is", you nod in agreement. The long snout of the dog points at you as she stares at you wondering who you are, or whether you are a risk to her master. As you turn again to continue onwards, the male owner of the dog keeps his eye on you. Just as you are about to disappear from sight, you hear the man's voice call from behind you. "Excuse me?" He says in a slightly raised pitch of voice. You immediately swerve your feet around as you backpedal to the pen again. The man beckons you to come into the pen. "Come in, she won't bite. She's had her teeth removed sadly due to a disease". At this point, you realize that the dog looks slightly underweight. The man must have noticed you looking at the dog's golden-fur coated belly, because he continues by saying. "This dog has not been fed in a week". At this moment, you begin to feel a prick at the back of your neck as you know something isn't right here.
As you stand there contemplating what is about to happen, the man opens his mouth to speak again, hesitating before saying, "She is in need of a meal". Not knowing what to say, you simply stand there, looking down at the dog, then at the man, and you say. "You need to feed that dog then!". To which the man calmly says back, "That is exactly what I intend on doing."
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