Thursday, May 24, 2018

The Dog That Never Sleeps

Jax sleeps in the window sill of my office, with one eye open to the parking lot. If a rock squirrel jumps up on a car tire it has committed a Jax sin. Jax is down to the couch, the floor, down the hall, slams into the white trash can in the kitchen rounding the corner and out the door. It's a blur. Then.....

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