A Dog Is Barking Everywhere


Foghorns show up in much of my writing, but that’s because I cultivate a disingenuously melancholy disposition that my actual life, full of hilarity and good-natured insults, completely belies. But today I discovered that “a distant barking dog” appears in everything ever written by anybody.  At Slate, Rosecrans Baldwin ponders this strange ubiquity of blandly […]