Lazy Sundays

It was past noon on a Sunday and I knew something was wrong. He always made sure I was awake by nine AM sharp licking my hand hanging over the edge and if that doesn’t work, chewing on it gently— Eager to start the day.   I called out, “Pepper, here boy!” There was no response. […]
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Published on October 17, 2016 16:21
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