The Story of Muppet
I have a word of caution for you all: If you are at your vet office and someone sits next
Making Change
Sometimes, change happens with such a slothful lack of urgency that it twists me in knots of pent-up energy for
Keeping Promises
Those of you who have been following along here since nearly the beginning, know Molly’s story. How, abandoned to the
A Puppy and Some Ponies
So, um yes, if you read my last post you know that I was in need of some lifting up
Door Number Eight
It is the last day of January and the first post I have made in this year. I am climbing
Have a Heart (On Being Worthy of a Dog)
I met Carol under circumstances made pretty sad and awkward by the fact that I was taking her dog away
Over the Limit
I recently put in an application to volunteer for an area doggy non-profit and was turned down summarily. Why? Because
How Love Works
I love him. Bruno, that is. I love him from the same place where the love for all creatures in
Mistakes Made, Lessons Learned
Bruno I have been up to my eyeballs in special care for Bruno this last week. He had his big
The Harvest
It is Thursday, four days after our most unwelcome guest, Irma, dropped in, trashed the place, and swept out, leaving
Day One
I dropped Bruno at the vet this morning. It’s been two months that he’s been with us; two months since
Hot and Grumpy, But Still at it
I will not lie to you: It’s been hot here– hot and humid and relentlessly so until just yesterday when
Sometimes, it’s Lemons
I am cooling my jets in the Charlotte airport, my layover on a return trip to Minnesota. This is a
Bruno, Guaranteed
I am writing this long-hand at first because the afternoon thunderstorm caught me short; blowing in while I rushed home
Giddyup
I rode three horses yesterday and two today, plus mucking and mowing, and general take-care-of-the-farm work. A year ago, I
Riding on Sunshine
Gordy is home for the week, taking a bit of a break from travel. That means I get a bit
Quilting is not an Aerobic Activity
I have my legs back. My feet, too, and — almost — my hands. Two weeks short of switching (some
Caretaking Hope
I don’t want to do it anymore. I don’t want to take that daily little pill to help my body
Cancerversary
I couldn’t find this in my cancer tour guide book; the section on how to determine your cancer-free landmark. It is an important
Augustus (or the Worthy Lens, Part II)
What was your dream? You know, the one you carried for the longest, most persistent part of your childhood, hoping against
