Joined Jun 1 2014
A writer who secretly wishes to be a hermit living in the States with a spouse, a child, and a poodle who refuses to touch the ground.
Update- Alas our elderly poodle of furry fluff and massive intimidation (albeit in miniature), has passed on. His feet no longer need to touch the ground. His family is still in mourning.
"The dog is a gentleman; I hope to go to his heaven, not man's." Samuel Langhorne Clemens (aka Mark Twain) from a letter to William D. Howells, April 2, 1899