I Was a Good Boy
Noise. Noise. I blink. Many voices. Bees buzzing? Laughter. Why? Music, loud. Chair, good. Soft. Squeaks when I move. Soft. She pats my paw. She smiles at me but I can feel she is sad. The room is big. Very big. Bigger than other place. People walk. Who? They nod their heads. They smile. I [...]