Ben and Kate had come to live with me. Unfortunately I didn't have room for them in the apartment so I boarded them in the garage. Another, more aquiline chocolate lab was living in the garage. Knowing that labs are an affable lot I wasn't very worried about them unless things got very cold.

The next day I discovered that the thin chocolate lab and Katie were missing the tips of their tails. Ben was sitting in a corner and was intact. Kate and the other lab weren't frightened, more curious about the vicious modification. Either there was a fight or someone did something very bad to the dogs. I figured Ben was unscathed because of his size and when he would sit he'd sit on his tail.