The Tenth Chapter

(I must say, I do start to like the story again when I write the dog - I don't know why. Maybe because she is the closest thing I have to a talking animal in this story. Much love to Bear for being my inspiration.)

Chapter Ten: Suicidal goldfish should never be allowed on rooftops

While grief is fresh, every attempt to diverty only irritates. You must wait till it be digested, and then amusement will dissipate the remains of it. –Samuel Johnson
( see Spot run )

( the challenges )