I AM NOT A PATTERN TO BE FOLLOWED // open, trespasser

[IVAN Z. BRAGINSKY]

ZIMAVICH

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[div style="background-color: #292727; color: white; font-family: arial; font-size: 12px; letter-spacing: 1px; text-align: justify; overflow: auto; width: 500px; height: 340px; padding: 10px;"]Zimavich decided to jump out of the water now, landing a few feet to the side of Caesar and barking. He growled and barked hoarsely. Algae and funk clinged to his fur. His wet dog smell was appalling and he puffed himself up, making himself look big. Zimavich barked threateningly, confident he was alerting the others to the intruder.
The bear dog barked, his teeth bared at him. Ceasar was a chew toy to him.

With his leg disabled, the dog decided to a move, aiming to clamp his jaws on the cats other foreleg and shake him around.

#psychosocial.