Is there a time for everything under heaven? Twice in recent weeks I’ve gone from upright to prone at the end of lead. looking in instead of out I’ve become a pawn in a natural game of canine instinct and rabbit taunts (okay Gail, are the hoppers really taunting or is there an invisible strategy at play….how would you know?)
Hi Gail, I guess “down at the end of a leash” might be a variant of “down dog.” With tongue now removed from cheek, I can say you’ve written yet another delightful and multi-faceted story. Bravo!
Hi Gail, I guess “down at the end of a leash” might be a variant of “down dog.” With tongue now removed from cheek, I can say you’ve written yet another delightful and multi-faceted story. Bravo!