The winter wind blew by, cutting through Jason’s jeans and freezing his balls off.
Silently cursing, he looked down at his dog, who stood happy and contented as he stiffed the freezing air.
“Come on, Duke. Take your freaking shit or pee already, would you, boy? I’m freezing.”
Duke glanced his way, giving him an apologetic look.
Jason sighed, then motioned to the yard. “Take your time, boy.”
Duke snorted and headed for a nearby bush as Jason contented himself with looking around at the stars.
He noticed the change in the air a second later.
“Damn, what’d you eat?”