“Sir, you can’t bring that animal in here,” the manager snapped immediately from behind the counter.
The veteran didn’t respond.
He took two slow steps forward… then suddenly staggered.
“Hey—” I started, instinctively moving.
The man collapsed hard onto the floor. Everything froze for half a second. Then chaos broke.
The dog reacted instantly. It lunged toward the man, nudging his chest, pawing at him, letting out sharp, urgent barks that cut through the store like an alarm.
“Stop that!” the manager shouted, rushing around the counter.
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