Gentle Doesn’t Mean Silent: A Big Dog Teaches a Boy Boundaries

do, sick your dog on me?”

Leo’s hand tightened on my leash, and I felt him steady himself like a climber finding a foothold.

“No,” Leo said. “I’m going to tell you to leave me alone. And if you don’t, I’m going to tell an adult. And I’m going to keep telling the truth.”

That last sentence hit Mason like a slap.

Not because it was mean.

Because it was unavoidable.continue reading …