"I heard a noise, high and disturbing, utterly unfamiliar. It was coming from a huge truck parked a few metres ahead of us..."
Another personal log, but this time I'm in the woods!
It’s been a little while since I’ve posted here so I thought it might be time to get off my butt and post an update!
A mere 24 hours after I wrote my previous blog post about losing Luna, we found her under a full moon. Here's how the saga ended: happily!
Last Friday, our cat Luna fell off the balcony and disappeared into the night somewhere in The Plateau of Montréal. And some people are being asses about it.
In this book, through pitbulls, we catch a glimpse into the absurdity of the human-dog relationship as it exists today in settler colonial North America.