BILL CADY Word Count: 149,227 - At My Friend's Place

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Bill Cady, The Early Years … by Bill Cady 183 walk around in your damned underwear whenever you want.” have all the dogs you want.” So, it looked like that was my only choice. I was almost seventeen and I wanted a dog a lot. Dogs have always been my best friends, and I was lonely. I gave up on the idea again, but only for a while. A guy I knew told me about a friend of his who was selling shepherd-mix pups for only five bucks apiece. Even though I knew I couldn‟t have one, I went to look at „em, anyway. Man, was I glad I went. I think there were eight puppies in the pen, all black, with the gold trim you see on shepherds. They were three-fourths Shepherd and one-fourth Border Collie. When I got to the pen, seven of „em came running to the fence to lick my hands and be petted. One pup, a male, just sat there in the back of the pen looking at me. His head was cocked to one side and he had an intelligent look about him. The expression on his face said, “I‟m bored, dude. Show me whatcha got.” I told the guy I wanted to see that one, so he went in and got him. When I held him in my hands, he wagged his tail and licked my face. “Damned glad you had the good sense to pick me,” he advised. “Now, let‟s blow this pop stand and go have us some fun!” No sooner said, et cetera, et cetera. I took my little bundle of joy back to the house. He cost me five bucks. Ears that came up halfway, like a shepherd‟s, then flopped at the tip. Beautiful soft black hair that, even as a puppy, formed sheets of waves on his back, sides and shoulders. The goddamned animal was gorgeous. Mom was half talked into it when he licked her face, but she said she‟d have to Leviticus, Limited 33-0505963
Bill Cady, The Early Years … by Bill Cady 184 discuss it with the big prick, that David thing being the little prick, in my book. When the old man got home, he adamantly said no. I could not have a dog in his house. next two days. Yeah, you and the horse, asshole. I took my puppy out and slept in my car the That David thing had a friend, a divorced man who worked at Oldsmobile, living a block over on Knollwood. His name was Lynn Clarke. He said I could build a pen in the dinky little garage he never used, as long as I regularly cleaned it up. So, I had a home for my puppy. He lived there for about six months. I‟d bring him over to the house when Mom was there, but not when that asshole was home. She loved the puppy, whom I named “Thug”. I also gave him a full name: “Thuggerton Quincy Cady, Esq.”, just to add some class. When Mom was pretty much all the way on Thug‟s side, since it was truly impossible for anyone who had a heart not to love him, she started a womanly attack to get what she wanted. She took anything she had that even resembled a nice attitude and put it all away in a drawer someplace. She made sure the prick knew exactly why she was so unhappy, then let him beat himself off whenever he had an urge. She clearly had no intention of doing one damned thing to help him beyond making dinner at night. After a few more months, his right hand now all calloused, so practiced at masturbation he could probably gain two strokes changing hands, he gave in. I brought Thug to the house and there he stayed, until I got married and moved away. Guess what happened then? <strong>My</strong> old man got all pissed off at me for “taking the family dog”. You asshole. Leviticus, Limited 33-0505963
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