A friend and I have the good habit of taking Eleanor and Beatrice for a daily hike over in Turkey Creek. It’s about three miles, generally long enough to wear two young dogs out. As we walked, she was telling me about one of her neighbors, a man with two elderly Weimaraners. She would see the…
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The Hard Work of Being a Good Human, or Opening Your Heart and Home to Love
Running into an old friend during spin class and catching up on her good work with hospice dogs…
Atticus, the World’s Bestest, Most Tolerant Boxer
The life and times of Atticus, who loved his children…