The Canine

  • That Other One

    He is up to my knee already.  I used to lay him across my forearm – bum in palm, head in the crook of my elbow, nuzzled in close and sleeping.  That seems…

  • Home

    Laundry, in piles of darks, lights.  The AC competes with the constant warm hum of the dryer. The cat, alone these past three weeks, does figure eights around our legs, meowing indignantly.  Liam…

  • The New Mother

    I lose a lot of hair from day to day.  It ends up on my clothes, in the shower, in drifts on the bathroom floor.  It’s a constant blanketing of long brown hairs that…

  • One Week Report

    ***Mom did fine.  After an overnight stay, she’s home and healing up.  Sarai is also fine.  Everyone’s healthy and well this morning.*** On Sunday, August 12th, the Professor and I stepped into our…

  • WW Post

    I only have one in me today.  Check out my Wonder Woman blog post – it’s about fear, wooly spiders, and Ovid’s Metamorphoses, if you can handle it. And also?  He sleeps under…