The view from the front porch at the new house was cornfields as far as her eyes could see.
Never again would she eat a hotdog and cotton candy.
You see, I take what my body needs.
Kay knew the feathers were from this world, from me…
A best friend will listen to what you believe to be true.
The process is slow.
At any given point in your life, you don't see the bigger picture of how perfectly things are lining up for the future when you're the middle of it.
When I arrived a few hours later Kay was in the backyard scanning all the treetops, looking for me with a worried look in her eye.
She heard the engine of the moving van start-up and headed towards the door. It was time to go.
Dogs are a great judge of energy.
It's hard to have faith in something I can't touch.