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Dog is my Pilot — Where She Leads, I Go

A tale from the dog bed, by Jessie A.

Barbara Andres

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A small white furred Jack Russell with large pointy black ears on a mustard coloured blanket with a floral blanket behind him
At our dog nanny’s house while our people are in Toronto (photo by Damaris Bellio — all rights reserved)

Oh, hi. You’re here for another story? We need to hurry because the she-human booked Maggie and me for a spa day and she’s going to grab us any minute.

If you stumbled here by accident and haven’t seen my other stories, here are

It’s been a few days since I wrote Chapter 2. Although the humans have been out of the house plenty and the computer’s been available, I’ve been feeling blank when I try to type. Maybe I have writer’s block, something the female human said she had for three years. I was pretty worried when I heard that, because I thought she meant she was constipated.

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Barbara Andres
Barbara Andres

Written by Barbara Andres

Muddling through, one story at a time. Grab a cup of tea, pull up a chair, and let’s get curious together. On Bluesky: @terriersrus.bsky.social

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