101 Reasons to Hate Dogs

with thanks to Bill, Bob, and Dodie   “Not to state the obvious,” Selina said, “but I don’t really do dogs.” Bruce’s mouth tightened—not a smile; never a smile. The German Shephard at his feet let a strand of slobber patter onto hundred-thousand-dollar loafers. “It’s one night,” Bruce said. “I’ll be back from Santa PriscaContinue reading “101 Reasons to Hate Dogs”