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him to move was proving to be much more difficult than I had anticipated. I had to lift him from the bed and put him on the floor.
    “Come on, buddy. We’re taking a little walk. You need to go potty, anyway,” I say to him. He returns my command with a completely blank stare. GONG!
    “Come on, dude. We’ve got to go.” I began pulling on the leash but he would not budge. “Come onnnn, I’m not messin’ around here, dog. Let’s go.”
    Still nothing.
    I bent over, picked him up and walked out the door. I set him down on a small patch of grass behind the motel for dogs to do their business. It was here that I finally realized what was wrong with him. He was literally too sore to move. That walk we took yesterday was the most exercise this little guy has seen in months, maybe years. I stood there and watched him take the smallest of steps to his chosen spot to pee, and when he was finished, he just looked up at me and made it perfectly clear I was to pick him up and return him swiftly to the bed. I did as instructed and decided to spare him the pain of a walk to the cliff.
    I left the television on for him, exited the room without him even noticing, and took off down the street. The air was brisk and chilly and I wished I had brought a sweatshirt with me. It actually proved unnecessary, though, as I was sweating by the time I hit the bottom of the hill. I really needed a treadmill at home.
    I reached the edge of the cliff, took a seat on the disgusting bench and looked out over the giant toilet in front of me. The sun was starting to come up and the glare was going to give me a headache. I guess it is time to head back. That’s enough for me. It is time for me to have a Zack Attack!
    I stood up, started back towards the street and decided to stop at the Wall-E telescope to see what I could see.
    I looked out over the ocean but couldn’t see anything too spectacular, just magnified images of the same things I saw before. I turned the lenses towards the three houses on the cliff, just to check them out. A light was on in the house closest to me, but the other two still seemed to be dark and quiet. I looked down at the beach below and saw a man and a woman standing in the sand. I assumed these were the owners of the house with the lights on, as the only way I could see to get down there was from stairs leading from their home.
    I decided to be nosey a bit and spy on them a little. It was harmless. The light was still pretty low and I was too far away to really see what they were doing. I doubted they could see me.
    The man was wearing a suit, which struck me as a bit odd, seeing as he was standing on the beach at 6am, and the woman had shoulder length blonde hair and looked to be wearing a housedress or maybe a nightie. I couldn’t really tell. I watched them for a few seconds more and I saw the woman raise her arms several times. I was pretty sure they were arguing. Sweet!
    This went on for a few minutes until the woman stormed off in what appeared to be quite the rage. I couldn’t help but giggle to myself a little. I’m such a dick.
    The man in the suit came jogging up behind the woman, trying to catch up with her. It looked like he was holding something but I couldn’t tell what it was. The man raised his arm and it kinda looks like he is holding a big…Holy shit! The woman turns around just in time to see the man swing a rock right at her forehead. The woman dropped like weight off Christian Bale in an indie flick.
    I quickly looked around to see if there was anyone out for an early morning walk. No luck. I was alone.
    I returned to the telescope to see the man on his knees, leaning over the woman. He continued to beat in her skull with the rock.
    There was nothing I could do and no one to save me. I was completely helpless…and rather selfish it would seem. Oh well.
    The man stood up, I guess when he was satisfied the woman was dead, and looked around for any witnesses. I wanted to run away so he wouldn’t