We’re not sure what happened, actually. Fred was fine. And then he wasn’t. On Monday we were playing with his favorite tug toy and... Read More
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… on a christmas eve visit
This Christmas Eve, I am taking a little break from wrapping and laughing and family and friends. I have a very important little human... Read More
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… on a grey morning in Maine, but…
I woke up this morning, to a grey day in Maine. Blaze and I are here with some folks who are inspecting the black... Read More
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… fulfilling a few requests, joy angels
Monty, our grand old Bernese Mountain Dog (and a widely acknowledged good boy), died six months ago. And, in the early morning hours of... Read More
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… on superheroes
There’s a dog in my town. A good and silly boy. He belongs to a dear friend of mine. As a matter of fact, he... Read More
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… on dads’ day
When I was about 8 years old… I could have been 9 or 10… I don’t remember much about those times in my life,... Read More
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… on talent and talents and ‘talents’ (oh my)
I worked my way through college. I had a full-time job with tuition reimbursement benefits. Each day, I would get to work at 7:30 in... Read More
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… on monty’s rainbow
It’s hard, sometimes, to believe that Monty has been gone for two months. It’s a few days more than that, actually. When he was... Read More
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… on mattering humans
Some people just matter. And they don’t just matter once or twice, or in the past or you are sure they will sometime in... Read More
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… on trying to be all graphic design-y
Many people asked permission to share the poem, Joy Angels, with family or friends who were losing, or had recently lost, a special dog... Read More
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… on missing them, and missing farts
Hi! I’m so glad we’re here together. It means a ton. Grief, for me, is a little like exercise. There’s the feeling of impending... Read More
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… on saying goodbye to a good, good boy
Yesterday, something changed in our big, old dog. No matter what we did, he was not comfortable. Medications were less effective for less and... Read More