Bruno
For the first ten years of his life, Bruno belonged somewhere. I’m not sure what those circumstances were or how
For the first ten years of his life, Bruno belonged somewhere. I’m not sure what those circumstances were or how
I dropped Bruno at the vet this morning. It’s been two months that he’s been with us; two months since
I am cooling my jets in the Charlotte airport, my layover on a return trip to Minnesota. This is a