A few weeks ago, Maya and I took Ginger the pittie to the dog park. There were two revelations in that experience. Maybe 3. The dog park smells like shit. Hot feces and urine from concentrate. In spite of the foliage and park benches and dirt-gravel pathways, the pavilions and ponds, the dog park isContinue reading “The Power of the Dog Park”
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Like Cat Hair
God, I hate cat hair. It lands on every fabric surface in my home and clings there, multiplying into layers, waiting for an unsuspecting victim to walk by, thereby providing a means of transportation to another surface. This morning, I snatched the king-size quilted comforter off the bed, determined to get rid of the ever-presentContinue reading “Like Cat Hair”
Positively Ridiculous 