As an adult, I have gotten used to losing my given name. Following my marriage people began calling me Mrs. Shoham. Sorry, nope, still Ms. Polk; I kept my maiden name. With the birth of our first son, I suddenly found myself addressed as Aaron’s Mother. Son number two brought a similar, Ethan’s Mother to my … Continue reading What’s in a Name?
This week I’ve spent a lot of time thinking about Pettigrew’s GI system. Thursday morning I awoke to an off smell in the house. It had been raining . . . for days . . . so I thought that there were possibly some damp towels in the bathroom. On autopilot I walked downstairs to … Continue reading The Case of the Missing Cheese
Pettigrew goes on a minimum of three walks a day. One in the morning, one between noon and 5pm and one after 8pm. He knows it. I know it. It’s a routine that never changes. It’s not a choice. It’s a necessity. Pettigrew considers our yard an extension of the house. Therefore, he will only … Continue reading It’s Too Hot Out There for a Walk
Doesn’t every family want a dog? A happy tail wagging when you come home? Someone to snuggle with when life has turned against you? Leisurely afternoons playing catch? OK, I’ll admit I was living in a fantasy world. All around us families were bringing home puppies so we decided to take the plunge. In … Continue reading A New Dog!