"But first" Mr. Sharpe said "he needs to be docked." He handed Sally a thick looking pair of scissors. "Would you be willing to?"
Sally grinned from ear to ear. " I'd love nothing more." Sally grabbed Chad's tail and yanked it. Chad's hind legs lifted off the table for a moment. Sally opened the scissors on the tail. She drug them up and down it's length. "Oh my dear Chad. You have such a nice tail."
Chad whimpered. He started to shake.
"You should beg me to let you keep it. Be a good puppy and beg. " She demanded.
Looking behind his rear Chad whined. "Please. Please don't."
"Please don't what?" Sally sang.
"P-please don't cut off my tail." Chad pleaded with her.
Sally put the scissors to her chin and thought.