The pup, Mr. Buttons, helping me write. Well, sort of.
He keeps my toes warm on cold days. When the rejections come, and they have, he never utters a word. Instead, wiggles his tail, assuring me my prose pass muster.
At least with him.
The pup, Mr. Buttons, helping me write. Well, sort of.
He keeps my toes warm on cold days. When the rejections come, and they have, he never utters a word. Instead, wiggles his tail, assuring me my prose pass muster.
At least with him.
Jan Draper 