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               I rear lots of birds in my compound, and they lay with time. I also have a puppy in the same space. My dog is cool, playful, and loyal, but it steals any eggs it lays its eyes on. On several occasions I gave the dog severe beatings, only stopping when I felt it was getting too brutal and begin feeling remorseful. After the beating, it will still return, as said, to the proverbial vomit, in this case- the eggs. I had chained the puppy, beat it with a stick, slippers, and all sorts of weapons. If I had the stomach I would have killed the poor dog myself. Several weeks later another hen laid up to eight eggs, only for the eggs to start vanishing; three days and four eggs had gone missing. I immediately sought out the little brown puppy with it's a big head, I hit it so hard out of anger and resentment, it produced a sound I had never heard before I thought it was going to die. "Good. Since I cannot cut your throat, this will do. You have murdered severa

Not long ago I was traveling back to Jos from my village and I bought dog meat to make the journey more enjoyable. Alongside myself in the vehicle was my dad, sister, and my grandma who is now frail with age. Do you know how they say red meat isn't healthy for the aged and people with some conditions? Well, dog meat is red meat, and my grandma had been cautioned against partaking in this glorious delight. I knew her teeth were too good for her age, for while her age mates have either lost theirs or can only dine on soft food, she didn't have that limitation. So when she first declined, I thought she just didn't like dog meat, but after some real persuasion to either eat or tell me why she wouldn't, she gave in and said it was doctor's orders.  My message to you is from my response to her: with a smile,  I said, "Let me eat all the meat I can while I'm still young." She smiled knowingly. TD Jakes said, "If you do not devour in the morni

It is common knowledge that you are the average of the people you spend your time with, and those people surely are your friends. Choose them wisely as it depends solely on you who you choose to emulate. It's easy for friends to let you go astray-lead you astray as well, than to drag you into the light. Living in a time when fake friendship is the norm, leaving you with no idea who to trust, when you find one who tells you the hard truth, one who has stuck with you while at your lowest, stick with them, they fuse better than brothers. What kind of friends do you keep? What kind of friend are you? In a generation where loyalty is fast losing its value, 'squads' change as soon as you're faced with difficulty, or when they can no longer benefit from the 'friendship'. "If you want a friend, be one." If you don't want your squad to leave, then don't leave; a new broom may sweep quickly, but an old one knows all the corners. Your old frie