Diving in with Less than Perfect Form

TW- talk of blood and death. They sometimes come in threes. Today, Dr. Boo and I awoke to three bloody paw prints. To a white-coated terrier, quietly licking her paws, her body doing it’s best to coagulate blood. I wonder if her rhythmic tongue and trance-like intention triggered just enough life force to encapsulate it,Continue reading “Diving in with Less than Perfect Form”