I love my dog I really do but if he stands up and stares at me one more time I’ll send him to the shelter I know what you must be thinking what a horrible laughing person I know I’ve thought about it too the fact I’m genuinely thinking about sending away my dog makes Me feel guilty then I remember what he’s been doing and my guilt is replaced with fear this started about a month ago now I came home early from work one day Furious and clutching apart a gift for my boss my Christmas bonus was an Effingham or something I saw it with a Hand pressed firmly against my throbbing Temple and placed the mystery meat in the fridge the pounding behind my eyes got more and more intense until I leveled my fist and punched the fridge hard the throbbing in my head did not go away yet had a new guest as it was now Accompanied by an aching pain in my knuckles I let out a deep sigh that was childish it was at that moment Rufus came Pat again his big brown eyes gazing up at me quizzical as to what the noise had been your dad was pretty dumb just Now I said crouching down to run my hands through his thick fur he wagged his tail and let out an excited noise as I pet him I raised my eyebrows I wish I could just curl up in a ball and chill as you do Rufus of course paid no mind To this and after realizing he wouldn’t be receiving more pets patted away back to his comfortable bed I rolled my eyes and took a deep breath while disappointing his Christmas bonus thing wasn’t the end of the world sure my boss was an evil prick but I had a whole two Weeks of paid vacation stored up and he couldn’t stop me from using them so Duncan I’m going to relax and spend my vacation doing duck all how about it Rufus wanna do duck all I asked loudly roof is simply on it was the next morning that I discovered that the Mystery meat was still in my fridge I peeled back the wrapped paper to see a red Mass bundled in Saran Wrap I fur of my brow gotta be beef roof is sat at my side eagerly awaiting something I’m not a butcher how should I know what this is I’ll just fry it everything tastes well fried with onions I leaned down and booed rufuses now I bet even you would taste good fried with onions he agreed as his tail wagged back and forth wildly well don’t you have a high opinion of yourself I cut off a large chunk and Threw it in a pan with onion salt pepper and butter I hope you taste good Christmas bonus because you don’t effing look good I talk to myself too much having a full-on conversation is probably not healthy I raised my eyebrow and decided to turn on the TV for my Sanity it blinked onto the Cooking Channel I glared at the TV don’t shame me I then flipped to the news and got right back to Frying my beef thoughts and prayers go out to the victims and families of Elena looked down at the large mass of beef leftover hey Rufus I Picked up a Ross lab want something to chew on he dashed on over like any dog would when presented with a hunk of beef okay you want it sit I commanded with my most authoritative voice Rufus giving no ducks lunged upwards and snagged it from my head hey Ducker I said laughing that Was rude Rufus took one last look at me before tearing into the beef with Vigor still chuckling to myself I once again tuned into the news the search is still on for Maya Kelling a local who was reported missing on December 14th by her boyfriend she was in the Bellevue area And anyone with information is encouraged to call this number shut it off the news is depressing as duck huh Rufus paid me no mind as he continued munching away with that playful ferocity of a domesticated animal I took a deep breath to try and smell my beef and it Smelled God awful Jesus I said while throwing my brow what did I do to this thing there was something deeply off-putting about that smell it didn’t smell rotten or decayed it smelled foreign it filled me with apprehension and a strange sense of dread I shook my Head and felt a wave of stupidity roll over me the feeling was not too dissimilar to when you’re watching scare YouTube videos at night by yourself and you want to turn the lights on I felt like a jerk but the feeling of nervousness and the fact that no one but Me would judge me for throwing all this meat out made my decision easy this was going straight to the garbage I threw it in and did my utmost to forget about it take out it is having stuffed myself silly with pizza and crashed hard I’m a Heavy sleeper so it takes a lot to wake me up yet I was woken up a loud crash echoed around my bedroom as I shot both upright and listened for a moment I heard dragging noises my heart pounding in my chest I stood having armed myself With my pistol I took a couple of careful steps forward the noise became more distinguished there was a gnawing an eager snort a sense of dread filled me as I rounded the corner expecting the worst Rufus I shouted seeing a devastating mess he had torn open the Trash and it was scattered everywhere I groaned and slumped my shoulders not only did you scare the poop out of me but I’m also going to have to clean up your effing mess come on man Rufus having pillaged what he was looking for scampered off without even looking at me Having fully cleaned up the mess I stood up and stretched cracking my back in a few places I’m going back to bed love you I trailed off Rufus was sitting on his bed gnawing on something hey what do you have I walked forward and reached down into my great surprise and for the First time I was greeted by a low growl hey I said my word barely making it out of my throat because of the immediate surprise and fear I took a few steps back and knelt a good view of what he was he was not the mystery meat I reached For attentively to get met with the same low growl as before Rufus hey come on give me that I think it’s foul what Rufus did next send an icy chill down my spine he simply stopped gnawing on it and stared me dead in the eyes no more Movement no wagging tail nothing I must have sat there for 30 seconds before I did anything I stood up and forced myself to turn around despite every single fiber of my being telling me not to take my eyes off him said fine have it your way I couldn’t help but take a Peek over my shoulder as I walked away he sat motionless his eyes still locked on mine I turned on my light closed my door and lay in bed until my eyes got too heavy to keep open after waking up it took a few seconds to recollect the Night before when I did in full I opened my door tentatively to reveal Rufus curled up in a ball on his dog bed fast asleep I felt a weary tension within me with her away I need to get out of the house I muttered I came home that night To a darker vote having been drinking my bearings were slightly asking when I found myself fumbling with my keys a bit as I pushed open the door to my home I was greeted by that unfriendly darkness that settles over an empty house I pawned for the light switch for a moment Until I found it flipping it with one hand duck I cried in fear as my gaze was met by a great black man standing in the middle of my living room it wobbles slightly as if unsure of its footing before it fell to all fours Rufus I Cried my heart playing my rib cage like the Bongos what the duck was that your creepy ass mutt Rufus just stared tail stationary eyes fixated on me I I’m gonna go relax now you cut the duck out Rufus did not blink nor did I I slammed My door closed and sat at the edge of my bed taken aback Jesus that was effing scary I said to myself as I took off my shoes that image of a shadow in the dark formed stretched in a way it wasn’t supposed to was making my skin crawl I’ve seen dogs stand up before but in that goofy cute way hell I’ve even seen dogs do handstands with this standing in the middle of the room in the dark just staring at the door it unsettled me to my core my sleep was troubled as if I had a nightmare I couldn’t quite Remember I woke up to that feeling of unease creeping its way back up my spine to stall I scroll through the news but nothing could take my mind off it not Bitcoin plunging in value not The Disappearance of that local girl not Taco Bell bringing back the nacho fries I just kept imagining what Rufus must be doing at the given moment standing there just standing there I growled and punched my pillow I’m acting like a banani get up I rolled out of bed and crept to my door parked I stared at the handle and reached my Hand out slowly my heart began fighting within my chest at an increased Tempo with a deep breath that caught in my chest I eased the door open I felt a fear jolt through my body as I saw him standing once again in the middle of the Living room his furry back to me as he stood motionless staring at the wall my words caught in my throat I could not speak I did the worst possible thing I could have possibly done and quietly closed my bedroom door the fear began to set it worse I locked my door and Collapsed on my bed breathing fast he was out there standing upright I couldn’t open the door again I couldn’t make it out of the house not with him there not with him just standing there I found myself nauseous from the terror that possessed my body I sat there Staring at my door for the better part of the hour before finally getting up the courage to once again check outside my door I crept slowly each football on the soft carpet surely gave me away to the Keen years of Rufus my heart pounded in near apathetic Terror as I once again Laid my hand on the knob it took me longer than I’d like to admit to open that door once it did appear through the crack to try and see where he might be still standing trying my best to summon Fury I opened the door wide and shouted Rufus all of the anger I summoned was turned into terrorized vapor when Rufus simply turned his head to face me he turned his body next he took a step he took another step one more step I screamed in horror as he began marching towards me one on off kilter step at a Time I once more slammed the door and locked it and scrambled backward in panic I didn’t hear a sound in my door but I see the shadow of something standing out there a Rufus I yell stop it stop it right now I was not met with Silence again I was met with a terrible sound it sounded like when a dog yawns and their voice stretches and bends but this had purpose this wasn’t just noises it was measured it was meaningful get the duck out of my house I screamed in Terror as it continued we I cried the Sound stopped the shadow of my door then slowly and clumsily plotted away I shook my breath coming at gasps I stayed awake and in my room for the rest of the day until finally thirst tricked me and I could not bear it any longer I left the Room arm with a small pistol I kept for safety there he was curled up in his dog bed fast asleep I kept my eyes locked on him as I tiptoed around Gathering food and water before dashing to my room I typed this now to you to ask a community Of people who deal with these things if I call the cops they’ll call Animal Control they will either laugh in my face or simply take Rufus I don’t want that I just want my Rufus back my good boy what’s happening to him why is he like this Video Information
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