There should really be a punch card for grief by now. Ten losses and you get a free latte, a brief reprieve, a coupon for “emotional stability, one day only.” I would have redeemed mine several lifetimes ago. I have lost in all the traditional ways. The kinds […]
There are people who cry at weddings. People who cry at movies. People who cry at tax season. I cry at dog stories. A heroic dog.A rescued dog.A dog reunited with its human.A dog wearing a tiny raincoat. I am emotionally available for all of it. So when […]
I live in a housefull of heartbeat and voices,laughter ricocheting off walls,footsteps tapping rhythms up and down stairs. And yetthere are nightswhen the noise dissolvesand I am alonein a room packed with people. It’s strange, right?To feel invisiblewhile standing center stagein your own life. Pain has a way […]
Some people claim a day.Some people claim a week.I, being a New Yorker with a flair for the dramatic, claim a month for my birthday. A whole 30-day festival of me. I highly recommend it. In my generous spirit, I also allow others to have a birthday month.Whether […]
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’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 […]
It’s been hotter than a sidewalk hot dog cart in mid-July New York. The kind of heat that turns your eyebrows into tiny sweat dams and makes you question your life choices. Like why you didn’t just move to Iceland during the pandemic like you half-joked. So there […]
Let me tell you about my middle dog. The one who is neither the biggest nor the smallest, but is without question the smartest of the trio. He is a master of psychology, a subtle manipulator of moods, and a canine connoisseur of soft landings. He is what […]
Some people consult vision boards. Others call mentors. Me? I pitch my ideas to the dogs. It’s a sacred ritual. I pace the room, rambling some grand scheme or mildly delusional plan, and there they are—my panel of furry consultants. Middle dog, the unbothered philosopher, barely lifts his […]
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