Bravo, Jules! and Welcome Home, Bob! He looks so much better, already, doesn’t he? Don’t get me wrong, I love my kitties, but every so often, I get the yen for a puppy. I can’t have one, but every so often…. No, really. The point was driven home very graphically this past 4th of July…
I Didn’t Forget To Write
No, no, I really didn’t. Shit happens. And when it does, I want to write about it. And then I don’t. Well, I really do, but then I can’t think straight, can’t organize my thoughts, don’t have time in the moment to jot it down, and then I forget. Like today. Stuck in traffic in…
Free Bob!
For all of you pet people — and many of you are my friends who probably didn’t even know that I do this from time to time, you should read about and help Bob, the Italian Greyhound, imprisoned in a tiny, icky pen in a petshop. I was referred by Miz Shoes, and when I…
