El Abogado has undergone a change of scenery. Rather than his childhood home, he has relocated to a den of thieves, cheats, and drunks. And politicians. El Abogado has become redundant, for which he apologizes. El Abogado has encountered new challenges in this relocated place: homeless people, expensive beer, and rabid dogs. That's right, El Abogado fought off a wild dog. A pack of wild dogs. The dogs picked up his well-toned (abs) scent and tracked him for hours. They followed him all across the city, finally cornering El Abogado on G Street. The first dog attacked El Abogado straight on, but El Abogado deflected it with his stomach muscles. As the other dogs readied their attack, El Abogado stepped into a building with a heavy glass door. The rabid dogs, lacking sufficient appendages and height with which to generate force, were powerless to get to him. El Abogado anti-climatically walked inside and ate a turkey sandwich. The disappointed, rabid dogs realized that they could not even starve out El Abogado, and left him alone in search of other prey who would not be so elusive and strong-abed.
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