What is good about having a pet? Some people meditate in the mornings.Some people journal.Some people sit with their matcha contemplating the fate of the universe or whether today is the day they actually fold the laundry. Me?I step into my kitchen and immediately begin a one-woman slam-poetry […]
There comes a point in every parent’s life when you realize you’re not just running a household. You’re running a diner. No, not the cozy kind with checkered floors and sassy waitresses. I mean a full-blown, high-pressure, breakfast-rush kind of diner where the customers are perpetually hungry, impatient, […]
Humans like to think of the bathroom as their private space. But if you live with dogs, you know that “private” is a myth. The bathroom is not yours alone. It’s a stage where your furry companions reveal their quirks, philosophies, and, oddly enough, life lessons. Take my […]
There’s this old biblical phrase I stumbled on again: “never blew an uncertain trumpet.” Basically, it means someone always gave a clear call, never muddled or half-hearted. No room for confusion. Which got me thinking about how rare is that these days? Most of life seems to be […]
There’s something magical about watching my dogs operate as a pack. Not magical in the Disney-princess-singing-to-birds kind of way. It’s more like the “oh dear lord, the neighbors think we’ve lost it” kind of way. It usually starts with the middle one. He’s the ringleader. The union boss. […]
There are a few life truths I know for certain: coffee is sacred, people will absolutely not use their blinkers, and dog kisses are both a daily ritual and a divine mandate. Let me break it down from the dog couch. A sacred, slightly chewed-up, fur-blanketed arena where […]
What’s your go-to comfort food? Let’s talk about pizza. Not haute cuisine. Not microfoam cappuccinos or farm-to-table kale. Just good old-fashioned, cheesy, slightly greasy, possibly folded-in-half New York-style pizza. The real universal food or as I like to call it, “the one thing that unites my household, my […]
This past week, I found myself building a fort. Not a metaphorical one, not an emotional one, not even one of those psychological defense mechanisms we shrinky types love to analyze. A literal, couch-based, throw-blanket-and-pillow kind of fort. Why? Because my tiny ten-pound dachshund has a back issue […]
The first crack of thundersends one dog scurryingtiny paws, frantic heart,vanishing beneath the coverslike a secret we pretend not to keep. Rain taps at the shutterslike a memoryI haven’t quite made yet.The kind that lives in muscle and moodbefore it ever finds words. The leaves sway lush, green,resilient […]
Every once in a while, I find myself in conversation with someone, whether a colleague, an old friend, a friend of a friend, and they say something like: “Oh yeah, I read that in your blog.” Cue record scratch.Wait… You read my blog? It never fails to amuse […]
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