Conclusion
The Tale Wagging the Bitch
What the whole pack knew all along, said plainly, one last time.
The bitches gathered on the lawn. Some arrived early.
Some arrived fashionably late. One brought snacks. One brought opinions. One brought both. Nobody was surprised.
They had all traveled different roads to reach the same patch of grass.
The alpha bitch. The lap bitch. The lucky bitch. The Underbitch. The witchy bitch. The working bitch. The desperate bitch.
The bitch who barked up the wrong tree.
The bitch who found the right one.
The bitch who left.
The bitch who stayed. Different stories. Different bitches. Same species.
A bitch spends much of her life becoming. Becoming successful. Becoming independent. Becoming respected. Becoming secure.