Somewhere

Somewhere The Impervious is the creature who has chosen me as her protector and provider.

In return, she serves as my muse.

Our relationship is complicated.

We call her "Somewhere the Impervious" because in a year's time she
attacked a wolf, was hit by a mini van, and bitten by a hobo spider.  
When people inquire about her breed...

We tell them "Baby Deer."
It was a year before I noticed her crooked nipple.
It makes me laugh uncontrollably to this day.
Somewhere Under The Inkwell has nothing necessarily to do with Somewhere The Impervious. The dog simply demanded that, if I were going to use her name, I devote a page to her. 

Muses can be such divas. 

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