I guess I'm on a Fool for Love kick. I had a headache for most of the day - I'm just waiting for this iceocolypse to drop, and my head has been telling me it's been coming all day. So, I watched some television and listened to some audiobooks, including the next tale from the anthology.
When my head aches, I can't read on a screen or off a page - focusing my eyes hurts too much, and it makes my headache progress. But I can listen and/or watch things in a passive way. It's comforting to listen to an audiobook that way, and it helps me get past the headache. Comfortable like a dog wrapped around my feet.
Yeah. That's what I said.
"At the End of the Leash," by Jeffrey Ricker
Speaking of what I once said, let's look back at my thoughts on this story, from when I read it from the page way back when:
Unfortunately, I may never be able to forgive the next author, Jeffrey Ricker. My husband and I have an on-going issue I like to refer to as "The Cat Dog War." Mr. Ricker's story "At the End of the Leash" lost me all the points I'd won on the Cat Army side. It's romantic, it's wonderful, it made me smile, totally sold me on the wonderful spark between the characters, and made my husband look at me and say, "There's no way a cat could bring people together like that."
Did I mention we dog-sat recently? The dog in question - Tela - lay on my feet while I was writing, and that's all I'm gonna say about that.
As an audio presentation, again I can only sing the praises of the reader/performer. He gave such a wonderful tone to the young tween (total exasperation with all things adult) and filled Brian's voice with the perfect mix of humility and a wee bit of awkward shame (for starting off on a lie of omission and then getting all tangled up in it).