pull the ear of a sleeping pit bull

However, the penalty for leaving her sleeping was to share angst and guilt until dead, so like a boy on a bet going to pull the ear of a sleeping pit bull, I tugged her shoulder at arm's length.

She stirred and sat up, clearly still asleep. Then she lay down again and started to snore. Now from an early age I knew very well the danger of returning to lighted foreworks, as my dad had always made me throw things at them to see if they'd go off while he hid behind the old coal bunker.

-- Infidelity for First-Time Fathers by Mark Barrowcliffe

BookCrossing: The Prince of Deadly Weapons

I wasn't too eager to release this book in public. The reason: the words Deadly Weapons featured prominently on the cover. However, I was able to overcome my hesitations and release The Prince of Deadly Weapons in Coquitlam's Town Centre Park in mid-August 2012. Any guilt I might have had thereafter didn't last long, because the book was caught the same day!

Here's the journal entry I received:

Found the book on the bench at Town Centre Park shortly after it was released. Will read and release back into the wild!