“The Object of My Affection” by Reva Lachica Moore
I like to lavish others with gifts; I tend to go overboard when I do. Absolutely blessed, and even spoiled–would describe someone who becomes the object of my affection or benevolence. So, when Sergeant Rock, our basset hound was fed with leftover chicken tetrazzini three days in a row, he no longer wanted dry dog … Read more