The piss-saturated blanket slowly drips for hours on the unfortunate dog, which was absolutely maddening. Then, placed over the cage is thin plywood b...x whose purpose is to not permit the dog to see or hear anything, as well to keep the putrid stench inside the cage. Only a small opening the bottom is left, to allow the slightest bit of air. The miserable, piss-soaked dog is left in the smelly fetid cage all night.The first place finisher, was taken downstairs in the house and was finally. I heard the meaty crunch, and he doubled over, choking on hisown vomit, that had nowhere to go.I quickly reached down and removed the service revolver from its ankleholster while he rolled around gagging on his own puke, clutching at hisdestroyed balls. I'd just planted my heel across his throat when Jeromecame running, the night duty guard hot on his heels.Jerome looked at me. "Are you ok Baby?" I'm fine," I smiled. "But I think Barrette needs an ambulance." No shit, I hope he lives long. But instead of going out the door he went out the window to the fire escape. I went over to the window and watched him run up the metal stairs. My mind started to race, there's nothing up there why is he going to the roof? I started to think maybe I should follow him to make sure he wasn't up to anything stupid. I climbed out the window and the cold, wet rain drenched my t-shirt and my bare feet instantly froze. I ran up the metal stairs, pushing my long, thick, wet hair out of my face as I. "Yeah, I bet you're fine," she said with a wicked grin. "Just in case, could I be the godmother? Maybe your baby will grow up to be a dentist!"Cathy let her anger get the better of her. She shoved her sister out of the bathroom, and locked the door. "Why does she have to be such a bitch all the time?" she whispered to herself, as she took a nice long shower. "If it was her, I wouldn't make fun, or anything." A very nasty idea came to her mind. "What if it was her? That would sure put Missy.