Constellations for Dogs
Charlie stares at the faraway lights, winking back out of the dark sky with stories to tell: the long leash leftover from the First Walk, the leg laying languidly on the horizon like an invitation, the Frisbee spinning away toward dawn and beyond the reach of even the great outstretched jaws of the Creator. The crescent moon fills the food bowl, lighting the way for both the […]
Melancholy Hyperbole 