Where Do I Sit, or Just How Many Dogs Can Fit into the Kubota

I returned from my usual Turkey Creek hike last evening with Eleanor and Beatrice to find this photo from Megan. While Doc Randall and mum, better known as my parents, are traversing Tanzania and sending me elephant photos at every opportunity, their third-child-in-everything-but-genetics child Megan stays at the house. She feeds the dogs, feeds the horses, makes…

Why I Loved Zeke and Zeke Loved Me

A few years ago, I arrived home to a box at the front door. Since I am an Amazon Prime member and I’m a firm believer in that shipping things directly to me is one of the best things ever, boxes at the door are not uncommon occurrences. What was uncommon, however, is that the…