You’ll figure out why I posted this image when you finish reading the chapter.

You can’t go through life not trusting anybody, or you end up a psycho with guns. Or maybe carrying on a relationship with a dragon. They’re sort of the same.

Well, kinda.

OK, it sucks as a comparison. I guess “I hit rock bottom” and so does Jane in chapter 20 of Summer of the Netherfield Witch. At least Jane gets a burning dog out of it, while all I get is heartburn.

While looking for an illustration to go with this post, I did an image search for “burning dog.” I ran into a line of merchandise advising you not to pet one. Whereas when I typed in “burning cat,” the search engine asked if I wanted to change that to “burning cat alive.” Dog people and cat people really are different. And there are a lot of disturbed people out there.