I have been trying to figure out if this fellow at the Animal Shelter was bored beyond belief in the middle of an innocent yawn when I snapped his picture or was he a bloodthirsty hound frothing at the thought of tearing the windpipe from my throat with this fangs.
The newsroom decision was since it was a dog he must have hated me.
Monday, August 30, 2010
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