We walked back home in silence without a single woof or meow. Every once in a while I stole a look at the cat, who seemed both casual and...

Chapter 3 The slick alley pavement suddenly felt cold under my paws. Slowly I turned and there, perched on a rotting wooden box, was the...

When Good Girl and Down first brought me to their home I thought there was another dog here. After dozens of fruitless attempts of butt...

Unbeknownst to almost everyone who lived in the apartment The Cat had a side hustle. It hid it well, and its goings never seemed rushed...