Not just a sloppy kiss, a wake-up call - and a reminder to chase small pleasures
(LA Times Anaheim Ducks)

It´s 5 a.m. and something hairy and heated is atop my chest, gnawing at my mouth. Slurp. Slurp. Nibble. Nibble. Wake up, wake up, wake up ... . `Did you have a bad dream?` I ask the giant dog. `Are you scared?` Of course White Fang is scared. We´re all a little scared. If you´re alive, you´re slightly...