Angels in Dog Suits — Celestial Interlude pg274–275
Colorful companion to my memoir The Incompetent Psychic
Rose turned to Fauna, “Being a chihuahua would work honey.”
Fauna looked startled and thoughtful both “I can at least choose a color.”
The three chorused, “Blond!”.
Rose continued, “There’s no reason you have to be a tiny, nervous cliché of an…