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| ~The Beginning~ |
| Consider: The dog stood up and growled like a lion, stiff-standing hackles, teeth uncovered as he lashed up his fury for the charge. Tea Cake split the water like an otter, opening his knife as he dived. The dog raced down the back-bone of the cow to attack and Janie screamed and slipped far back on the tail of the cow, just out of reach of the dog's angery jaws. -- Zora Neale Hurston, Their Eyes Were Watching God |