Jackal-heads and the holidays
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It’s been my fate and fortune to live next to a university campus. Bar-closing time poses problems, especially when it’s warm enough for open windows to air the noise and other fluid substances that drunk undergrads discharge on their way to somebody’s bed. My dog Bella has marked the campus turf as her own. Her hungry sniffer is always on high alert for rich rotten smells, and she’s something of a celebrity, the Big Dog on Campus who can attract a small crowd with a few wags of her tail. Continue Reading