by Mir | Aug 10, 2009 | It's not a regret, it's an "experience", My name is Grumplestiltskin
The call came at about 6:45 this morning; Super was in the live trap we’d left in our neighbors’ yard. We went down to get him out, and hooked him up to our leash. Which he bit halfway through, immediately. The neighbor brought out a steel-corded run line...
by Mir | Aug 9, 2009 | My name is Grumplestiltskin
Super is still at large. When the entire night passed without a single sighting, I concluded he’d finally left the neighborhood. Then we got a phone call early this morning, and the hunt was on again. When we couldn’t find him, we came home, and five...
by Mir | Aug 8, 2009 | It's not a regret, it's an "experience", My name is Grumplestiltskin
About an hour after I posted about Super, yesterday, I let him off the leash on our fenced/gated deck. I’d just given him a bath, plucked about a dozen ticks off of him, brushed him out, and figured he’d like the opportunity to lay in the sun for a bit,...
by Mir | Aug 7, 2009 | Haven't been hit by lightning yet!
Otto and I decided that it would be certain catastrophe to take the kids to one of those “adoption day” events to look at dogs. Surely one of them would fall in love with the first dog they laid eyes on, and tragedy would ensue when we were unwilling to...
by Mir | Aug 6, 2009 | Offspring: ecstasy and agony
Yesterday was… kind of a long day. To put it mildly. As I’ve mentioned before, both kids are going to new schools this year—Chickadee is moving on to middle school, and Monkey was redistricted out of our beloved little elementary school. Yesterday we...
