In My Own Voice #35: The Worst Night of My Life

It started, as these things often do, with something so deceptively wonderful that I was completely blindsided when everything went south. Typically, the Woman and I have a bit of a back and forth around when to eat dinner. Invariably, I have to remind her not once, not twice, but three or more times before … Continue reading In My Own Voice #35: The Worst Night of My Life

A Senior Moment

On a lovely evening sitting around the firepit with dear friends we found ourselves confronting some sobering truths about the future.  We met when we were one-child families and have stayed friends as each of our families have grown to include a second child and, inevitably, a dog. In my friends’ cases, make that two … Continue reading A Senior Moment

In My Own Voice #11: A Classic Case of Bait and Switch

I have learned that the female in my family was not completely honest when, some eight years ago, I was conducting interviews to choose my forever family. What can I say, I was young, naïve, and trusting. After they picked me up at the hostel where I had been staying, I took them across the … Continue reading In My Own Voice #11: A Classic Case of Bait and Switch

‘Tis the Season

I love the fall. The days are shorter. Air crisper. Leaves changing color. Well, almost everything about fall. I don't love the dead animals. You read that right. DEAD ANIMALS. For some reason, animals seem to die more often, or at least more publicly, in the fall. Last week, Pettigrew and I had to temporarily … Continue reading ‘Tis the Season

My Dog Has a Death Wish

My dog has a death wish, or maybe he’s trying to prove that cats aren’t the only ones with nine lives. He can be competitive that way. This week on one walk alone he cashed in two lives. It was the mail truck’s fault. We were on the sidewalk, minding our own business, when the … Continue reading My Dog Has a Death Wish

Trying Not to Think About Loss

Pettigrew has had a tough week. He’s still limping. His stomach is off. And the temperature has soared into the 90s. He’s not a stiff upper lip kind of dog, so I’ve had a hard week too. He’s kept me busy getting up early to take him out, boiling rice, and poaching chicken. He finished … Continue reading Trying Not to Think About Loss