At long last....

Daddy left and I knew it was going to be a special day. I made my way over to my basket, sniffed around, and discovered what I had sought for some time now.

At first I couldn't believe my nose. I thought, maybe mommy had left one of her black panties or bras downstairs in plain view; the black straps of the prize gleaming in the sun as it made its way over my couch and perch.

I snatched-up my query and began to tear down when I discovered a familiar smell...a smell I once feared. I placed my paw on the plastic buckle grabbed a strap in my mouth and pulled with all my might.

The silencer! I quickly looked around to make certain mommy and daddy weren't watching and darted for my perch with my prize. In the sun, with the wind gently blowing outside and the sound of voices coming from daddy's box, I had time to do it right....slowly.

Oh devil silencer you couldn't know the pain you were to soon experience and the joy in the tearing. When I had dismembered the devil and got everything into neat little pieces I thought of all the times I had been dispirited, no dehumanized, no de-doggyized and the shame of it all....only the quiet wimper of my glee could be heard in the house as I worked.

After everything was done I lay back and purused my work, satisfied, but a little sad.