Again
He is angry again
He is yelling at nothing
His eyes land on me
My tail wags involuntarily
It is an instinct that cannot be shaken
He approaches with cautious steps
To make me calm
Then all hell breaks loose once again
It hurts but there is nothing that I can do
He is bigger than me in every way
When he done I am filled with relief
He leaves and I stay
He comes back and the cycle begins again.
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