Who Really Owns Him
by Jonethan Bass So, it’s seven o’clock in the morning under gray skies and pounding rain, and you’re out there pounding the pavement with the family dog so he can do his business. Leash in one hand, plastic bag in the other; you move along slowly as the cold rain seeps down the back of your neck. Meanwhile, your dog doesn’t seem to care about the weather, he’s just enjoying the smells. Sounds familiar, doesn’... Read More









