Kenneth Hogan

As Lazy as Oscar

"Is it raining?" I grumbled under my breath as I looked at Oscar in the living room window seat. That's not going to help. It was a sleepy Saturday in late February and I was already tired. The rain made me wish I could just curl up next to him. But no. I have a deadline and I'm going to do this. But I kept drawing blanks. Everything I thought of just seemed like it had been done a thousand times before.