Dog days of childhood

“‘My father’s beating up on my mother and it’s not getting any better,’ I told the emergency operator. She promised to send someone out, something I knew would make my father even angrier.

“Our dog Clancy was a barker. He barked at any stranger coming up our driveway. I knew this would tip off my father that the police had arrived, so I joined Clancy in the backyard, sat on the back porch and held him in my lap, stroking him …”

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