Monthly Archive: August, 2013

The thankless life of Errrrr dog.

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The lowly human is stripping her bedsheets because they smell like dog drool? I am so insulted! Errrrr. Why does the dingo dog steal cat food cans and chew them up? He is… Continue reading

On Being 35 (A long time ago in a mindset far, far away)

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    It was a dark and stormy night Once upon a time Second childhood Did you ever wake up with the sinking feeling in your stomach that life was just one lousy… Continue reading

OF DOGS, DOCTORS, AND DOUBT

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Have you ever had one of those nights where the dog insists it’s time to get up–at 4am? There are times when it takes effort to remember that there are countries where you’re… Continue reading

Life According to the Vizsla Mutt

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Why does my human cry when she pets me? She touches the gray bumps on my body and that’s when the tears start to flow. I whimper in my sleep and she’s there,… Continue reading

!!!!A GIANT WHOPPING THANK YOU!!!!

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Almost a year ago I began my blogging career. It began when I read the advice on a literary agent’s website: Go forth and blog. My first reaction to blogging was, “Yeah…right…like that’s… Continue reading

Bloggingticulitis

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What if you were told this was your last day on Earth what would you do? I know what I would be doing. Blogging. Why? Because blogging is more addictive than nicotine. You… Continue reading

The Overcast Sunday of God

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On this lovely, overcast Sunday, I contemplate the strangeness in life. I would contemplate the normalcy in life if I knew anything about being normal. Behaviorists try to bring people to an acceptable… Continue reading

Going Nuts in a Whipped Cream Fantasy World

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Ever have one of those dreams where you think you’re a dancer living in another country, they use whipped cream (fully clothed) when they’re dancing and you think you’re so great at it–only… Continue reading

Zero Discrimination

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Have you ever dreamed that some poor teenage girl was raped in her parents home, had a baby because of it, her attacker went to jail and now she’s being told he has… Continue reading

The Romanian Bridal Train of Regrets and the Dream Job of Life

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How many people with 6 decades of life in back of them can say, “I have no regrets?” Only the ones who are delusional. How many people approaching retirement age can say they… Continue reading