Dogs and Rabbits and Blood, Oh My

I wanted to hang out and write. I didn’t get to hang out, but I did write 2,000 words about the dogs and a series of unfortunate decisions.

No rabbits (or dogs) were harmed in the writing of this post, or in the events which led up to it.

Walkin’ Down Murder Row

From Rosa’s Facebook page, April 15th, bone-tired-o’clock:

Before I collapsed from exhaustion, I took Hate You Forever on his first walk on a leash. Continue reading “Walkin’ Down Murder Row” →

Posted to Rosa’s personal Facebook page at 10:46 on April 12th:

So I found a half-feral puppy tonight. After the flea bath, he crawled behind the toilet to give me the Hate You Forever eyes.

FOUND puppy on the xxxxx block of Murder Row in Detroit. Black, distinct markings.

Laulo: “…we really don’t have time for another dog.”

Rosa: “At least these two are okay with him.”

Laulo: “Well. That is a stink.”

Rosa: “He’s been on the street a while.”

5:11 p.m. on April 12, 2013 – Rosa to Laulo:

“Starving pup on Murder Row. Will try to catch. Home soon.”