Wag the Dog

[Tessa Narrates] The snow is falling in sheets of white racing across the landscape to reach Canada before nightfall. Mom calls it a hurricane blizzard with no “eye of the storm” in site. Nothing to do but sleep and read. I have been following the reports of what happened in Belgium over New Years Eve….

The Diagnosis, Part I

BLUEGARDENIA4 I opened the door and followed the drops of blood with my eyes. The pups greeted me with a big yawn and stretch – all seemed well, but where Maya had been curled on the back of the sofa was spotted with fresh red blood. Where was it coming from? I checked her body…