Can winter be over yet? Please?

It’s the end of January here in Michigan. The middle of winter. I know this because I’ve lived here nearly all my life and that’s just the way of the winters here. They start as early as October and go as late as May. This one was kind enough to […]

Oh, fickle me!

I’ve decided I don’t want to run my 365 Days project here and on Flickr, so I’ll just keep it in the Flickr realm and if you feel so inclined, you can check it out there. Yet another change of my mind, I know. I haven’t had proper time to […]

Sniff and snap

A couple of afternoons each week, Juliette and I get a window of time to ourselves. Sometimes we visit her beloved dog park, but I often walk her along the sidewalks, logging at least half an hour so I can get in my exercise quota. She’s won the Doggy Lottery […]

I shall dub this “Pet Week”

They don’t always get as much sunshine as they deserve anyway. With the arrival of the Cute One, the animals certainly had to take one step down on the family ladder. But not in a disrespectful way. Mostly in the way that a parent has to prioritize. I still adore […]

The escaped convict

Lucy isn’t allowed outside. For various reasons. Number one being that I had her front claws removed, which I’d undo if I could. But I can’t. So she’s front-clawless and thus defenseless. Secondly, I have no desire to see my cat squashed by a car. The mere idea gives me […]

This dog is dogging me

See this adorable dog? I love her. Yes, I do. I gave up an entire summer for her. Agonizing time, that. She ended up on doggie prozac, and almost put me in the human version. (Probably should have gone ahead with it then since I ended up on it anyway!) […]

Pete has a new home!

We used to have two dogs. I was heartbroken when we had to say goodbye to Pete nearly two years ago. I even pondered going to visit him at the shelter after we took him back, but our trainer advised us that it wouldn’t be good for him. So I […]

My dog is mad at me

She refused to even touch her dinner tonight. She’s moping around the house. She won’t come into the office and lie down next to me. All because I can’t take her for a walk. Is it my fault that my husband had to travel out of town for two days? […]

Did you smell that?

It’s never a good thing when you’re sitting in your office with the door closed, your canine napping quietly at your feet, and you hear a tiny little phhhhtt. Dog farts in enclosed spaces are not pleasant.