The worst ten days of my life (by Deuces as told to Jann Sabin).

I’m a ten year old Lab, part of the Don and Jann family. Until there is an app that translates my communication into typed words, I’ll rely on Jann to convey my story. There’s no reason to consider her anything but reliable. Until a recent trip to a “boutique farm” AirBNB in Colorado.

We drove from Las Vegas, and arrived at our destination in the black of blackest nights. Even with the full moon, you couldn’t see the ground under your feet. It’s amazing that we could even find this farm, in a remote middle-of-nowhere…