“That looks like… but it can’t be…” Annabelle had emerged from the miniscule opening behind Haley. Haley was certain that she probably wished she hadn’t. Towering over them, and swallowing up any hope of getting out of the cave, was a three-headed dog. “Nice doggy,” Grove said between gritted teeth. The creature huffed, sending a gust of wind that rattled the cave walls. Haley felt pieces of rock fall from the ceiling. She was too scared to look up. Too scared to take her eyes off of the monster. Its muscles rippled underneath dark, scarred fur. It could swallow the three of them up in one bite. Under its neck swung a heavy metal collar, with a tag that glinted[…]

We always used to joke around in the space station by telling each other about the space chimp. The Russians sent a chimp into space- you may have heard- and it managed to do just fine. So whenever any of us had problems with a task, we’d just say something like ‘if a chimp could do it…’ It was funny at least the first few times! I still chuckle whenever I hear about it, although to this day I don’t really know what happened to the chimp. Maybe it founded a moon colony. Peggy was the only one who never laughed, because she’d left her beloved poodle back in Melbourne, with dog walkers on an endless duty to make sure[…]