While picking up cat treats at the supermarket, I observed a couple contemplating the tape selection. “You grab tape and I’ll get the dog food,” he said and turned to walk toward me. The woman in the pair asked, “What kind of tape do you…
Sitting in bed on Saturday morning, I look down at Mack, our seven-year-old blue heeler/chihuahua mix. He’s twisted into a “c” shape with all four feet in the air, head thrown back, snoring. We call this position “Dog of Pompeii.” I pet his belly, and…
The fig tree stood in the corner of my dining room, flopping its gangly branches against the wall. I was 95% sure where the smell was coming from. Despite my mother-in-law’s warning, Figgy needed to move outside. A gift from a friend and her lovely…