All Light That Does Not Waver: A Dog's Story

Solitary

I had company for a while. He had dark hair and didn't say much, except when people came to visit us.

 Then he shouted. He'd shout and shout. He wanted them to take him with them. 

The problem was, when he did, the others on our row would shout too, until I was just fed up. I tried to get him to be quiet. I think I frightened him. 

Back to solitary confinement.