A photographic showdown between a domesticated dog and a pack of snarling wolves. We sure hope the collared fellow made it out alive.
When she comes to greet me, She is mercy at my feet. When I see her pin her charm, She just throws it back at me. Once I dug an early grave, To find a better land. She just smiled and laughed at me, And took her bruise back again.
by: Adam Spizak