CH 13 - Dog's Day Out
A day in the life of Pickles.
A day in the life of Pickles.
Watching Eisbaer work Local provided some entertainment, as Vallens settled ver own affairs and prepared to make the trek downstairs. This wasn’t that kind of inn (or hardly one deserving the name), but it lacked a dumbwaiter, a handy little chute through which guests could dump their dishes. Like
Mama was a kindly old bear, blind in one eye, and much smaller than Eddie (her son?). Eisbaer only doubted blood ties due to Mama’s light brown fur and small stature. Not that the logistics mattered here. “Ohh looka dere,” Mama said, shuffling around the counter. “Let Mama get
I started the new year by removing my ebooks, and later, my paperbacks from the site. This wasn't a spur of the moment thing for me; I've been thinking about jumping ship for a few years now, but was wary of cutting off that income stream.