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At my ankles


he sits, or lounges

nobly, a gentlemanly

position with expected

canine vigilance.

A chimera all: he is really

frightened, sexually aggressive,

fragile, ñoño

and olfactorily lost.


I love him. But I hate

huMans who are the same.



By Madeleine Brink

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