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129 pages, Kindle Edition
First published October 8, 2013
"Lassie."
He jumps off the chair and sits at my feet.
I take a deep breath. Please work. Please work.
"Lie down."
He lies down on his belly and wags his tail.
"Roll over."
He rolls onto his back.
"Play dead."
He extends his legs, closes his eyes, and I swear he sticks his tongue out the side of his mouth.
"I turn around and look at Murdock [Henry's father's 160 lb Mastiff] and Lassie in the backseat. They hadn't gotten off to a great start. According to my father[,] when he and Murdock has entered my apartment, Lassie had come out from the bedroom to investigate. Murdock, big, sweet dumb, Murdock, has never seen a cat before and went berserk, barking his head off, chasing the cat all over the condo, to the point where the couch was overturned and the downstairs neighbors were banging on the walls. My dad was trying to harangue the giant pooch, when Murdock suddenly stopped barking. My dad looked down and couldn't believe his eyes. Lassie had somehow found the bag of treats I'd brought home the night before, opened it, and had dropped a treat at the feet of the enraged canine. Murdock ate the treat, and Lassie set another peace offering at his feet."
“One hour. Sixty minutes. Three thousand six hundred seconds. That’s how long I get each day. How long I’m awake.”

