When I was a kid, I was bullied relentlessly by a trio of nasty boys. They’d pop out of nowhere and surround me, taunt me, and push me around until I fell or spilled whatever I was carrying. Or they’d … Continue reading
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Freya. Little Freya. Five feet nothing, thin as a rail. Powerhouse. Strides in from the outside deck, leaving the door wide open to the frigid, whirling snow and cutting wind. Which wasted no time rushing in and wrapping itself around … Continue reading
I bet you don’t know that there are dog-aliens. They look and act like our dogs, but you can tell at night, because their eyes gleam green when the moon is full. Dawg is a silly, fun-loving, very tall, very … Continue reading