What Happened When The CityBoy Moved to TheCountry: HE WAS HOLDING IT IN HIS HAND

Friday, May 15, 2009

HE WAS HOLDING IT IN HIS HAND

Everything seemed normal that morning. I woke up to find Sinatra curled up between my arm and my side; Sierra was lying by my feet. Ever-so-carefully, I performed my ritualistic attempt at sliding out of bed without the other dogs detecting my movement. If they heard the slightest creek of the bed,... Sign in to see full entry.

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