Day of the Dog

Let’s get this out of the way right up front: I’m a sap. I’m aware; no need to point it out. I choose to believe that awareness of my penchant for treating the dog like a toddler mitigates whatever degree of crazy comes along with that. Ahem....

I love…

… the way Licorice’s tongue flops sideways out of her mouth when she’s getting tired at the end of a walk. … getting into a bed of clean sheets after a long day. … that Monkey has named every one of his army of plastic bugs, and can keep...

The power of a princess

You may recall that I visited Kira last year, too, and it was a wonderful trip and I had a hard time leaving. I was just getting to know her boys, and while I’d been allowed to freely snoogle the baby, I knew that she would be a whole different person this year,...

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