Going to the dogs
It’s sad to see. He lies on the floor, at my feet, big brown eyes looking up at me. His cold, wet nose glistening as the flickers from the fire light up the room. Getting old now, you see. Gone the sprightly beast of youth, the non-stop energy, the gay abandon with which he took [...]
Early morning surprise
In my house to get to the bathroom I have go out the bedroom door, into the hall, open the door to the kitchen, go through the kitchen, open the door into the back hall, go down the back hall, and then into the bathroom to enjoy all the delights of my throne. I can [...]
