The Dog Meows, the Cat Barks

The Dog Meows, the Cat Barks

The dream first came to him when he was twelve, and it would often return at unexpected times. In that dream he was in a small skiff, all alone, in the middle of the ocean. Wherever he looked, he could see nothing but the horizon, a huge circle around him. There were no islands, no ships. There were no large waves, nothing disturbed the surface of the water except a few small ripples gently rocking his boat. He was holding an oar, and was slowly…