Archive For January 7, 2019
We make up horrors to help us cope with the real ones. – Stephen King Found the gate open. No time to apologize. Your dog gone missing.
My dog has died.I buried him in the gardennext to a rusted old machine. Some day I’ll join him right there, but now he’s gone with his shaggy coat,his bad manners and his cold nose,and I, the materialist, who never believedin any promised heaven in the skyfor any human being,I believe in a heaven I’ll…