![]() Humans and dogs weren’t so different: licking, shitting, pissing, and most of them smelled bad. Even people couldn’t get enough they ate it on everything from sandwiches to salads. There was something so satisfying about the salt and the fat, Monica thought. On television commercials dogs went crazy for bacon. Her fingers slipped across the plastic baggie as she reached for her wallet and she smiled, imagining the dog’s excitement. ![]() Monica told the barista her coffee order and paid with cash. It made her stomach rumble, that good greasy breakfast smell. Her hair carried the scent of it hours later. She stood in front of her stove, frying the strips until they turned crunchy brown and grease spattered her bare arms. She’d considered packing string cheese or some bloody slices of roast beef, but ultimately decided that dogs liked bacon best. Four large pieces bundled in a ziplock baggie, stuffed beneath her wallet and an unopened package of spearmint breath mints. ![]() ![]() Bacon sat at the bottom of Monica’s purse. ![]()
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