BREAKUP SCENE 7

A single tear rolled down the creature's face. 'Sorry, I can't do this any more.'

Evil had seen this coming, but no augury could ease the pain. Six months, nine days and thirteen hours exactly: the longest he'd ever been with a weredingo. And now, like Schwarzenegger's movie career, everything was so, so over.

'What gives? Is it my snoring? My reading in bed? The ballistic action of my stud muffin thrust pipe?'

With a forlorn nod, the weredingo said, 'No. It's because I'm a dog and you're a huma...