I hate when it turns out that I represent an unimpressive negative national stereotype. But here it is: I can’t complain. If I have bad service, my revenge is to never go to that place again Or, at least, give them just one more chance, dammit. I don’t even do bad online reviews. Not anymore. … Continue reading Doggy DNA Part 3
We have previously discussed the fascinating sociological issue of the secret pug-lovers societies dotted around the US (and, most likely, beyond). Having our three puppers means that we instantly, and without any option to opt out, have an entry into this cabal. And yet. Look at them. I look at these faces every day and … Continue reading On Doggy DNA
I’m thinking of becoming one of those fancy lifestyle gurus, with a blog that tells you, the ignorant reader, how much better your life would be if only you did as I told you. I think my whole life has been building toward this point. Why am I suddenly so confident? Easy! I have changed … Continue reading On Self-Care
First, my coulrophobia is perfectly rational. Second, this is objectively terrifying and should be destroyed. Third, the fact that it looks like Dick van Dyke in Chitty Chitty Bang Bang only adds to the underlying unease it creates in all right-thinking folk.
Johnny Cash, our foster dog for seven months, quickly became a much- loved family member. To know Big JC is to love Big JC. He has the face of a kindly old bear; the body of a bull dog; and the temperament of a spoiled child who wants you all to himself. We adored him. … Continue reading On Prostates & Goodbyes
You’re right; we’ve been here before. A rescue pug (or two) who comes to us with poor teeth that need a lot of expensive care. This time, though, it’s the JCs - they’re not, strictly speaking, our pugs. We’re fostering them…but that's beginning to feel like a much more long-term deal. The thing with pugs … Continue reading On the JCs’ teeth
We rent in Austin, TX, which – if not exactly a nomadic life – does mean that we’re never in one place quite enough to settle down. As renters go, we are moving up in the world – we now rent a nice little detached house in a fancy part of town. And we have … Continue reading On 10lbs
Advertising agency Lyre and Fibb had their easiest commission yet. “It’s gonna be hot,” The Client insisted. “It’s gonna sell itself.” Mr. Lyre and Ms. Fibb popped the tops off their permanent markers. “Tell us more,” they said, together. “It’s for all ages,” The Client said. “All faiths, for men and women, straight or gay. … Continue reading On The Benefits of Exercise
When we “rescued” Jordan, as I like to say, swishing my superhero cape as I do so, we knew she had some medical issues. We took her to our vet for a thorough look under the hood and learned she had two main issues: a dodgy hip and even dodgier teeth. We have twice-a-day pills … Continue reading On Jordan’s Teeth
