My ears stand erect, and I turn my head to see my master. My master is my human, who put this wretched harness on me, but it barely presses against my skin. "Siberia! Siberia!" My master calls. They named me after my kind, the Siberian Husky. And so I come. In a minute.
Life can change in an instant. I’m one week away from starting my masters degree and I’m not going to lie that I think I’m more nervous about starting my masters than I ever was my bachelor’s degree. Now I’m not just proving I’m smart enough to get a degree–they just assume I’m smart enough. … … Continue reading →