or only a degenerative nerve disease called rabies. Free will was not a factor.

The small cave into which Cujo had chased the rabbit was never discovered. Eventually, for whatever vague reasons small creatures may have, the bats moved on. The rabbit was unable to get out and it starved to death in slow, soundless misery. Its bones, so far as I know, still remain there with the bones of those small animals unlucky enough to have tumbled into that place before it.

I'm tellin you so you'll know,

I'm tellin you so you'll know,

I'm tellin you so you'll know,

Ole Blue's gone where the good dogs go.

-FOLK SONG

September 1977 – March 1981

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