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Evan Ross backed into the corner of the den as he stared at his dog Trigger.
The tan cocker spaniel lowered his head and stared back at Evan with wet, brown eyes. The old dog’s tail began to wag excitedly.
“Trigger—” Evan cried angrily. “Did you eat Monster Blood again?”
The dog’s tail began wagging faster. Trigger let out a low bark that rumbled like thunder.
Evan’s back pressed against the dark-paneled den wall.
Trigger took a few heavy steps toward him, panting hard. His huge pink tongue, as big as a salami, hung out of his enormous mouth.
“Did you?” Evan demanded. “Did you eat more Monster Blood?”
