"The dog dragged her tongue through my mouth," Katie says once she's able to get a word out, as the dog begins to circle the room yet again.
"I'll get you a glass of water," I say, heading down the hall after I catch my breath.
One year ago: Different Times
Two years ago: Uncharitable Charity
Three years ago: I Might Have Felt Guilty If It Wasn't Raining
Four years ago: Reincarintersection
Five years ago: Saving Daylight, Burning Midnight Oil