There was a woman who owned a Golden Retriever. Day and night, the dog lay upon the same worn, wooden floorboards in the corner of the woman's front porch. There the dog would lay whimpering and groaning but it never moved. Whenever the woman approached the dog in the corner the dog became territorial and would not allow the woman near. The woman attempted to entice the dog by placing food and water dishes away from the corner, but the dog rarely moved.
One evening, a friend of the woman saw the dog whimpering and asked, "Why is he whimpering?" The owner of the dog replied, "He's laying on a nail."
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