“My trauma specialist tried to get me a dog,” I say, rubbing the little guy’s ears. “You’ve got a trauma specialist?” Oh, great job, Simon. Why did I tell her that? But I love the way she says “You’ve got a trauma specialist?” just as if she were saying, “You’ve got a telescope?” Like it’s cool and interesting. “Back in Omaha.” I shrug. “The alpaca incident was very traumatic.” She looks at me seriously. “Do you find our goats triggering?”
