I Think

Murphy’s ability to eat around the treat and thus avoid the pills hidden inside should be declared a superpower.

My Diplomatic Credentials, Please

Wowsa, trying to negotiate a peace with the dogs now that we’ve implemented the “no puppies on the bed” policy has me feeling a sudden kinship for Jimmy Carter. The dogs woke me up at 11:30–“Can we come up, now?” “No, go to...

Monday, Monday

Oh, man, am I ever pushing through the grind with the writing. It’s not that I don’t know what to write…it’s the lack of knowing **how** to write it, coupled with the intense desire to go back to bed and sleep until the grass is green…not...

R-E-S-P-C-E-T

The great and furry Gussy decided to take a swan dive off the bed last night. I caught him in mid-launch, rolled him over, and as I did our eyes met…he looked surprised, shocked that I could actually catch him, and dare I say it? There was some respect in those...

The War at Home

Day 3 of the “Milo Will Eat His Food Standoff” and the score is: Mom ~ 1 (because I got him to eat without any shenanigans) Milo ~ 1.5 (because when I was out last night, he took off with one of my slippers and–most likely–it is now buried...
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