THE NEW DOG
Jan 30, 2020
3 minutes
IT’S DARK. My dreams have been stalked so I am awake before the gentle chirruping of my alarm. We are in the middle of lambing and I lie in bed wondering about a two-day-old lamb and its new foster mother over in the yards. What I’m wondering is if it has survived the night. I get up and let the dogs out. We have three house dogs — my loyal black
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