Molly has always had an aversion to being picked up even when she was a puppy whereas I have always had an appreciation for getting from point A to point B. Since Molly has had health issues over the past three weeks there are times she just wants to give up on our daily walks. It is during those times where her aversion to being picked up and my appreciation for getting to my destination cause great conflict.
These conflicts quickly turn into WWE Main Events between the Junk Yard Dog (that would be Molly) and Diamond Dan (that would be me). We circled each other and I started with an attempted takedown and a headlock. JYD countered with a couple of quick paws to the 'nads followed with a fart in my face. JYD always did fight dirty and the referee (that would be the squirrel sitting in the oak tree in the front yard) allowed the match to continue. Those moves by JYD temporarily stunned me and Molly was seeking a quick submission but growing up with my father, brother, and two sisters, I am immune to the fart in the face. I gained the upper hand when I attempted a suplex off of the top rail of the fence. JYD was too heavy to lift so I attempted an arm bar and I was able to position myself to apply the sleeper hold. The sleeper hold worked and Molly graciously tapped out and we made it back to the house.
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