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He wants it NOW!

When we went to meet our Great Dane, Thor, he was in foster care; that is, he had “three hots and a cot” while awaiting his “forever home.”   He’d integrated well with the resident pack – and one can only assume when you’re caring for SEVEN Great Danes, if the […]

Nest of Dragons

I love to listen to podcasts – I love being able to plug into a source of information or entertainment pretty much on demand.  The possibilities are endless – and available in 10- to 60-minute increments. One of my favorite podcasts is called Freakonomics (where the hosts explore “the hidden […]

Work Uniform

A while back, I heard the suggestion to “simplify your life” by dressing in a “uniform.”  Not an official uniform, of course – I’d look pretty silly walking into the office in an actual uniform, wouldn’t I?  No, what was meant, or at least the way I took it, was […]

Sorrow

I was heading out the other morning when I heard the news report: a fatal accident, with an unidentified male, in the vicinity of my son’s home.  I didn’t think much of it, only that I should call my son today, once I was sure he was up.  I hadn’t […]

Healthy Habits

Diets.   I’m not a fan. It seems to me that living in a way that you’re always telling yourself “no” or “I can’t” is just no way to live. However, my determination to avoid denying myself, coupled with an ever-slowing metabolism, means that I’ve got (more than) a few pounds […]

Sock Worthiness

I was chatting with a friend at the gym a few years ago, bemoaning the fact that I was going to have to learn how to darn my hand-knitted socks, and she suggested that that may not be a bad thing, since that meant that the recipients of those socks […]

Whose Child Is This?

The seventh-grade boy was fourteen and autistic.  His mother had put him on the bus as usual one winter morning, but he didn’t come home after school.  The authorities were called, and a description of the young man was given to the media. Police searched wooded areas around the school […]

Please Don’t Eat the . . . Yarn?

This dog is going to drive me to drink. Husband sent me a text message when he got home from work: “Dog was sick.” Dandy. We know he’s a delicate flower, and he has occasionally had tummy troubles, especially when he’s hungry.  I thought we’d gotten it all sorted out […]