Last summer, I wrote about sharing my personal epiphany with my sister; she embraced it – for a time. Her life became pretty overwhelming again, and that makes me sad – for her. Lately, I’ve been seeing status posts and comments on Facebook that make me sad – for the people posting them. It is, [...]
Everyone knows that I am a profound lover of most things dog. I really only dislike untrained, badly socialized dog owners, actually. I try not to hold it against the dog that it has really whacked out humans; I do – really. This is kind of about that. I am especially not fond of people [...]
So, if you’re a fan of my blog, you’ll know that I have a few sensitivities, insecurities – things that really set me on edge. I’m not sure exactly why some things bug me so much, but they do. This is about one of them. Friday, April 22, 2011 was an interesting day to live [...]
yes I have a few, thanks! One of my major pet peeves is how often “conversation” is really a mask for telling someone else how to DO something because it is the way “I” do it, which of course is the ONLY way it should be done. Example: I don’t give my dogs treats while [...]
I’d like you, first of all, to meet the inspiration for this entry today: Gizmo. Giz is a 7 year old Newfoundland who lives in British Columbia with his people and a new pest, er, younger Newf pup named Rico. This fellow is affectionately known variously as Giz, Gizzy, and Gizmo. I’ve been observing this [...]
Originally written in November, 2006 Why a Newfoundland? I first heard this question eleven years ago, when my family and friends came to meet my new puppy, Morgana le Fae. I couldn’t answer, except from the surface of my mind, because to tell them the truth would be to reveal a vulnerable spot deep inside; [...]
Let me first post an apology: If anyone who reads this just happens to be a Jehovah’s Witness – I’m sorry, I think. I am a Roman Catholic. I practice my religion and my faith without interrupting YOU. I do not walk the streets of your neighborhood, pound on your door, assume that my interruption [...]
Under the influence of coffee at all times, I write, I knit, I share my air with dogs, the Ficus Tree, my children and grandchildren. I also work from time to time. I have this issue with writing about my children and grandchildren in a public place using their real names. I mean, they have [...]
