Max’s Mayhem

I made my way outside just under the awning to smoke. I don’t even smoke unless it is socially, or due to stress. This evening, it may have even been due to boredom. I pulled my fur up around my neck, as I lit a cigarette to ward off the cold breeze. I looked up…

Preciosa

I balance the box of food on my knee as I knock on the door. I never know what to expect when the door opens, but today my heart wrenches as I view a young woman who has clearly been up all night tweaking. My eyes glance over at the small child seated on the…

Max’s Mayhem

George sat in his hummer slumped down and eyeing the prey at hand through binoculars. He would enjoy this job more. This time he would be able to savor the hunt and George was all about the hunt. He had realized during his stint in Kuwait that he enjoyed hunting and he had also realized…