Radiation: It's just what the doctor ordered
He's an expert on nuclear security. His wife edits articles for the Bulletin.
She was home with their two-month-old baby when the doorbell rang, the
dog went nuts, and the baby -- too young to roll over on his own, and
protected by a pillow on the couch -- somehow ended up wailing on the
floor, with the crosshatched pattern of a rattan rug imprinted on his
little head. (The incident remains under investigation, but
circumstantial evidence points to psycho-dog.)
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