I still feel the presence of the Tailypo. Everyday I hear its claws clicking on the pavement as it rushes towards my car door to get in. You don’t understand… I have this huge fear that I can fend off an attacker….but not a Tailypo. I feel as if I am unprepared. The scratching noise it makes on the back door right after Howard leaves in the morning. The way the dogs growl at random spots in the house. Maybe …
