The Kill Shelter. What a dreary, raucous place. The equivalent of the Green Mile for domesticated, thrown away animals. Out of sight, out of mind…until it is in your sights… …and in your lungs. They say you can never forget the smell of burning flesh. I say, you can never forget the smell of fearContinue reading “Adopted”
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In Memoriam: Posthumous Lessons from my Boston Terrier, Jax
My little boy kept going over to the blind, opening it, and peering outside, to see if it had really happened. His mother would come behind him and close the blind again, trying to put a salve on the curious wound that had now been opened. He would not be deterred. Again and again, thisContinue reading “In Memoriam: Posthumous Lessons from my Boston Terrier, Jax”
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