We're all just winging it.
What are the odds of getting lucky twice? Author’s own photos of Lucky Lucky was my soul dog, as the saying goes. He was my BFF. We were partners in crime (and laziness). He showed up when I needed him most. Finding him was lucky indeed. I’m not sure what finally pushed us to get a dog… Continue reading I Swore I’d Never Get Another Dog
Sometimes, it takes an 8-week-old foster puppy to remind you of how to live life and what’s really important. First, let’s set the scene. In what some might deem as a temporary loss of my common sense, my home-from-college daughter convinced me to foster one of about a dozen puppies the local animal shelter was… Continue reading 8 Things I Learned (or Was Reminded) About Life From a Foster Puppy … in Just Three Days
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