I trace the spaces where your fur doesn't grow
Six screaming birds, prison barred tails -
You should never put the new antlers of a deer to your nose and smell them.
My best friend in the world - the love of my life - is a hairy, thick-jawed nudist with terrible table manners and a penchant for throwing all the blankets off the bed. His name is Clark (after Superman - this is Cleveland, after all!) and he’s a two year old pitbull mix. He came … Continue reading Walking the dog