I Feel Sorry for Finney

I just watched Finney walk into the kitchen. It breaks my heart the way he walks. He has arthritis in his back legs and hip area and he walks very slowly and with a limp. Poor old guy. Plus, I feel bad for bringing The Devil into his life (aka Bleecker).

I feel bad about Bleecker because he only eats dry food, which everyone says is bad, and I haven’t been aggressive enough about getting him on wet food.

Miles Swum So Far in City Lap Swim Contest: 24 + 73 laps. I do not feel bad about that!

And here he is, The Devil himself, in a rare quiet moment.

Bleecker, aka The Devil

Stacy Horn

I've written six non-fiction books, the most recent is Damnation Island: Poor, Sick, Mad, and Criminal in 19th-Century New York.

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