Treat's stories, essays, poems, and translations have been published in many anthologies.
The telephone rang while he was running the vacuum cleaner. He didnt know this until laterso loud was the noise of the Electrolux and so concentrated was he on the task at hand: getting the cats fur off the carpet, the bits and twigs and leaves dragged from outside, the ash from cigarettes.
Then she heard the dog bark. Strange since there had been no car on the road, no sound of steps. Of course the snow was freshly fallen, soft and plush, to muffle any sound. He barked again. Was it a stray cat? Or coon? Deer most likely.