I had just gotten back from my morning walk down by the river, had just finished talking with my neighbor across the street whose dog had come down with kennel cough, just finished telling my wife that what we heard outside the kitchen window last night was most likely the neighbor’s dog’s throaty cough and not the retching of our cat who’s been missing for five days, just finished petting our dog who seems to be particularly in need of attention since the cat’s disappearance, just retired to the upstairs bedroom to stow my binoculars on the bookshelf — I had just done all that, when suddenly my wife stood before me fighting back tears. 525 more words