Essays from an american mutt

Dogs at large

The dogs were determined, six in a haphazard row, straight from Disney, a mix of colors, sizes, and uncertain breeds. They looked as though they owned the streets but had a higher power to...

To catch a fish

I was beginning to wish we’d never seen the fish. I wished that the sun had set, dirty faces have been washed, and I was drinking a cold one on the back porch. I...