Bad Night at the Waffle House
I wrote a short story. That’s 👆 the name of it. Check it out over on my author’s site if you want.
Where I Come From A Man Buries His Own Dog
“Mr. and Mrs. Lovelace,” the vet tech said to us. “We can offer you a couple of options for your pet. We can have him cremated and returned to you in an URN or we can cremate him and humanely dispose of the ashes.” “Neither,” I replied. “Where I come from, a man buries his own dog.” Last Friday we lost Sawyer and I am completely devastated. I’ve lost dogs before but I knew it was coming then. This totally…