My wife wants to take the puppy to the vet. Is it OK to return a dog to its owners with a medical history?
I am sitting in a lawn chair, in the day’s last square of sunlight. There is a book on my knees, but I am not reading it. The puppy we’re looking after for friends appears at the garden door with a shoe in its mouth. It runs past me, ears flapping, belly skimming the grass. A few seconds later it runs past me the other way, this time with a sock. The shoe, I noticed, was not my shoe. But the sock is definitely mine.
It has been going on for a week, this wholesale displacement of footwear. I am used to it now.