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This one time, right, this dog was looking after the king's baby, and these baddies got into the castle and were generally up to no good on the grab and that. So the dog, loyal to the king, set about the intruders in an attmept to stop them getting the King's baby. I think the dog heard talk of a possible kidnap/ransom opportunity. Anyway the dog had at these blokes and all merry hell went off. The room got trashed and all sorts.
Later that day the king came home from hunting ducks and he went to his baby son's room. It was a right old mess. Everything was turned upside down and as if that wasn't bad enough the King noticed there was blood about on the floor. He looked to his son's crib and it was upside down on the floor. Tehre was blood on the sheets. The dog sat stright up looking directly at the King next to it and he whimpered. He had blood round his chops. The king was angry and sad and he thought the dog had killed his baby so he pulle dout his hunting sword and plunged it intot he dog's heart where he sat.
The dog died.
Then the king turned over the crib and there underneath, carefully protected by the dog, was the kings son. Alive and well.
I was told that story aged about 6 and it totally traumatised me for many many years. Well done Mr Hockedy, you fucking insensitive goon.