Chapter 3: Lisa“Get back, you stupid thing.” Lisa did her best to block the dog with one foot as she attempted to get into her apartment after work. Finally making it through the door without the dog escaping, Lisa staggered backward and dropped the PetSmart bags she’d been carrying. The dog immediately began sniffing them, her furiously wagging tail knocking over Lisa’s favorite vase in the process. Not that it mattered if it broke. The peacock feathers it once held were shredded all over the tile in front of the door.
“No, no, what have you done?” As Lisa stepped further into the room, the extent of the c*****e wrought by the dog became more apparent. She weakly lowered herself into the nearest armchair. How could one small dog cause so much trouble? Terra—Lisa needed to stop thinking o
