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lucky: my three legged dog

The lady said he was supposed to be a siamese twin. That’s why he had five legs. Daddy said he’d only heard of siamese cats and she laughed like you’re doing now. We called him Bucky then. You’d think that extra leg would’ve made him faster, or given him some kind of advantage, but Daddy said it was more like cancer, and he chopped it off. Next day, Bucky was a little lightheaded. He wandered down the driveway and fell asleep by the train tracks. Daddy said he was lucky. If he’d had five legs, the train would’ve taken two.

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Title by: chip
Story by: Nick

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