A companion piece to If At First You Don’t Succeed, Try, Try Again In case you don’t know, and, if so, I feel sorry for you and suggest you immediately rectify the situation, a milano is a type of cookie. Two, oval-shaped, pale cookies held together by a thick layer of chocolate. A bag of … Continue reading The Milano Effect
A companion piece to The Milano Effect Pettigrew has never been allowed into our bedrooms on the second floor. Occasionally, if the gate at the bottom of the stairs were left ajar, he would slip up. A tempting space between the gate and the wall. Perhaps Pettigrew could slip through. Sometimes we would be in … Continue reading If At First You Don’t Succeed, Try, Try Again
Do you not know me at all? After all these years? Asleep. Do you not notice that I am Sound Asleep on the sofa? Yes, yes, I heard you. You’re not especially quiet. Collecting bags. Jangling the leash. Opening the drawer and rummaging for the key. Go on, get distracted. Go. Go. Run up the stairs for … Continue reading In My Own voice # 29: I Forgive You
Together. That seems to be the operational word these days. And, you know, it’s not all bad. I actually like my family. It gives me a lift to see them first thing in the morning. Sometimes I greet them at the bottom of the stairs. Sometimes they come in before I’ve gotten off the sofa. … Continue reading In My Own Voice # 28: Stronger Together
Resilience. Adaptability. Flexibility. These used to just be words to me. Now, I’m living their reality. With the family’s invasion of my floor, I’ve had to get creative about where to sleep. The sofa, one of my favs, is often occupied. Sometimes I’m OK with sharing, but sleeping is an intimate activity. There’s not much … Continue reading In My Own Voice # 27: Expanding My Horizons
Wouldn’t you say you behave a bit differently depending on the situation and those present? Sometimes more relaxed, sometimes more formal? Well, I take different people out for a walk at different times of the day. They each have their own expectations. The oldest male has a route and he sticks to it no matter … Continue reading In My Own Voice #26: The Jig is Up
As you know, I carefully monitor the deliveries to our home and, lately, we’ve been getting boxes and boxes of the good stuff. Can you believe, for countless years I accepted my fate and crunched my way through hard, dry pellets they called food! If I had known then what I know now, well, let … Continue reading In My Own Voice #25: Holding Out for the Good Stuff
Everyone seems to be wandering around in la la land these days. Schedules out the window! Meals. Walks. There’s no rhyme or reason to when things will happen anymore! In truth, I am getting a bit concerned about my family. Last week there was that whole bit where they didn’t think I could make it … Continue reading In My Own Voice #24: Come on People, Focus!
My family should know better than to dare me. But, it seems some things folks will never learn. In truth, it wasn’t a dare they issued to me. No, they didn’t have the nerve to say it to my face. I had to overhear it. Which, of course, is even worse! A few weeks into … Continue reading In My Own Voice #23: Who Can Resist a Dare?
So, what’s the deal? I ask you. My family is STILL around. All THE TIME. No one seems to go anywhere. The house is full. People playing music, talking, eating, watching TV, exercising. What happened to my nice, restful existence? Truly, this used to be a quiet place. Relaxing. A space where a fellow could … Continue reading In My Own Voice #22: Is This the New Normal?