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!
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In My Own Voice #23: Who Can Resist a Dare?
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?
In My Own Voice #22: Is This the New Normal?
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?
In My Own Voice #21: A Reactive Dog Teaches Social Distancing
The poor dear has seemed a bit more frazzled than usual this week, so I decided to write the blog for her… Again. She hasn’t been bringing home bags and bags of food like she did last week, in fact, now that I think about it, I don’t believe she’s been shopping once! So unlike … Continue reading In My Own Voice #21: A Reactive Dog Teaches Social Distancing
In My Own Voice #20: Older & Wiser
The Female has been going a bit nutso this past week. Every time I turn around she’s toting another load of grocery bags into the house. I’ve carefully examined all the purchases and am sorry to report that her selections leave something to be desired. Lots of cans. Nothing tasty. She’s also spending an inordinate … Continue reading In My Own Voice #20: Older & Wiser
Answering the Questions You Didn’t Think to Ask: Do Dogs Have a Paw Preference?
Several years ago our neighbor Leah recruited Pettigrew for her middle school science project. Given that treats were central to the study design, Pettigrew was all in. On the agreed upon day, she came to our house and set up her experiment: a treat stashed under the sofa. She then observed which paw Pettigrew used … Continue reading Answering the Questions You Didn’t Think to Ask: Do Dogs Have a Paw Preference?
In the Eye of the Beholder
Do dogs feel disgust? My friend thinks so. And I am hard-pressed to come up with an alternative explanation. Stella, a past guest blogger (In Her Own Voice: Stella Is this Week’s Guest Blogger), is an adorable golden retriever and Pettigrew’s best gal pal. However, she has an alarming habit of eating trash when we … Continue reading In the Eye of the Beholder
Unconditional Love
My family gets the kookiest ideas about love. They have the audacity to question my love for them just because I bark and nudge when they neglect to open the backyard door so I can go outside for a spell; they are slow to take me for a walk; or they refuse to give me … Continue reading Unconditional Love
In My Own Voice #19: Two Roads Diverged in a Wood and I, I Took the One Less Traveled By*
My female walking companion gets into ruts. Always walking the same way. Down the alley, turn right; past the playground turn right again, and so on. If we meet up with friends—my buddies Stella, Zadie, Flash, Calie, and Sheva all bring their people out with them--my walking budding seems amenable to trying new routes. However, … Continue reading In My Own Voice #19: Two Roads Diverged in a Wood and I, I Took the One Less Traveled By*
Greetings Earthlings
Given his druthers, Pettigrew greets all mammals he meets. For some, this is a warm welcome, for others (think mail carriers, cats, people on skateboards, the list is long) his greeting is decidedly unfriendly. And then there’s the group in between, the ones for whom he reserves judgment. There are days when I am happy … Continue reading Greetings Earthlings
Ruth Polk 