Excerpt from chapter 1:

The sky was glorious.

A bare and stark blue, wiped clean this rare day by the coastal winds. There was nothing but the blazing sun above me and the ivory and granite peeks of the Rockies off past my shoulders.

I could just lay here and take in the cool, crisp air forever. There's no scent of the city, no endless mixing of odors from thousands of people endlessly milling about.

There was the smell of the grass, the pine, and...

Huh. Do I smell a rabbit?

Bugger it all, no.

I do not want to move, I do not want to spoil this moment.

Bugger. It. All.

We all have to live with who we are, what we are, and the canine part of my brain just wouldn't let that scent go.

Rolling slowly over onto my stomach, I reached up a hand to brush out my whiskers.

Well, I suppose it wasn't a bad day for a chase.

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