Once a year chaos rules the Furry Scurry in Denver. 10,000 dogs and 20,000 humans gather to walk or run a 3K race to benefit the Dumb Friends League. This was its 23rd year. Oberon and I took part, this was his debut to the crowd of different dogs and my 3rd race. He loved meeting all the dogs. So…
His eyes are mysterious and inviting. His smile is sexy and the words from his lips enticing and sweet. It’s been so long. My heart needs to hear these things, my soul yearns to believe him. Yet, I know his words are false. He says them to all the women, his testosterone is talking, not his heart. He doesn’t know…
As I struggle to write painful words of painful times that I must write to heal, I try to remember. I wonder if I am remembering correctly? Am I wrong, am I being unfair? Was I to blame? Then something strange happened this morning, almost like fate or as I have been often been heard to say, the Universe stepped in…
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