Like most other novels, there’s a disclaimer—albeit with a twist—at the beginning of Lost Dogs, my story about two dogs who witness the end of the human world. It goes like this: All characters appearing in this work are fictitious. Any resemblance to real persons or dogs, living or dead, Continue reading the “lost dog” we brought home
In August of last year, we adopted a 150 lb. behemoth of a dog. This, despite the fact that we already had three dogs (and three cats), and we live in a small house. I will be the first to admit that doing so was insane (like, “They-only-allow-you-crayons-to-write-home-with” insane), but Continue reading a tale of two dogs
This past Monday, we took our cat Mooch to the vet to be put down. He would have been 12 in March. We’ve had him since May, 2008 and he was sickly even back then, so I’m pleasantly surprised that we were able to hurse him along and provide a comfortable Continue reading and then there were five
