BLACK DOG
Sep 24, 2017
2 minutes
Words & Image Laura Williamson
The dog is running beside me, but he’s not mine. He belongs to a friend who asked me to mind him for a few weeks. I was hesitant; I’m not a dog person. I grew up with a series of cats, most of whom got run over—we lived on a busy road—or ran away, but that was okay, because I wasn’t really bothered which cat
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