Dog Anatomy Book Novels & Stories

"Dogs read energy. You're stressed, so he's stressed. You're tense, so he's hyper. He's feeding off you." "Of course I'm stressed," Adrian muttered, running a hand through his disheveled hair. "I'm a second-year associate at Hartley and Knox. I bill eighty hours a week. I haven't slept more than five hours a night in months. The only reason I got a dog was because my therapist said it would help with my anxiety."

This breed has bite statistics that rank it as the second-highest just after the Rottweiler and has been used in pit fighting for many years and capable of cracking bones. Known as dangerous and aggressive breeds, no wonder why Chadwick and Adira felt fearful of the dog. “So, what are we going to do now?” Adira asked. “Listen to me. The door gate is around the corner,” Chadwick murmured. “At the count of three, we will run inside the gate of our house and close the door.” “Won’t you try being friendly with the dog? He looks a bit kind,” Adira commented. “Are you crazy? I won’t risk my life trying to be friendly with a dog that might eat me alive.”

Doyle scoffed, “But we have a more pressing matter to attend to” he said with a sly smile. I don’t like this dog. He seems off. “Are you afraid?” I teased with a chuckle. I don’t know what possessed me to bait him. I guess I'm just used to playing with these dumb animals. He didn’t seem to appreciate it though. Doyle roared. He didn’t just let his canines extend, but his whole face began morphing into a wolf. His nose extended forward as his teeth grew, his eyebrows increased in size and spread across to his ears, which had grown into furry points.