HERDING CATS
Years ago, I had a dog that wasn’t quite right. Yep, she fit right in with the rest of the family. Part Chow and part Rottweiler, the psychopathic half of her personality shattered… Continue reading
The end of a rough night
Last night was rough. If it wasn’t the dog breathing in my face,or the pain radiating everywhere, it was the dream of being a small child hunted down by assassins. The crowd surrounding… Continue reading
Life With A Deaf, Blind, Lame, Senile Dog That Thinks She’s My Mother
My dog is on drugs…. anti-flea meds every four days, antibiotics and anti-pain pills twice a day, and prednisone for itching down to every other day. Oh yes, and a diluted vinegar spray every… Continue reading
Today’s headache: Migraine with a dog chaser
Today’s headache: Migraine with a dog chaser. Yesterday’s headache: Migraine with a side of denial. The day before yesterday’s headache: Sinus with scattered migraine symptoms. As I sit in an office chair so… Continue reading
Answers in Dream World that make you go hmmmm…..
One of the most disturbing features about having a dream that answers your question is how real the tastes, scents, sights, and sounds seem to be. Equally disturbing is how quickly that fleeting… Continue reading
July 4th is not about fireworks or a day off
This isn’t my usual type of blog, as I’m serious about my Constitutional rights. I used to love celebrating July 4th. Now I feel as if I’m witnessing the death of a loved… Continue reading
I wanted to sleep. Really I did. But there were these 5 foot tall ants…
I wanted to sleep. Really I did. But how do you stay asleep after running from a bunch of 5 foot ants wearing vests that say Monsanto holding spray guns that look like… Continue reading
The Green Tree Frog in my Toilet
What does a green tree frog think when the yellow waterfall hits the white porcelain cliffs? Does it wonder if the white stuff drying off the fleshy lid is a beach towel for… Continue reading
Random Crazy Thoughts
Sitting at the lunch table, my black baseball cap blocking most of the fluorescent light, I chewed on a well-cooked hamburger (sans bread) contemplating the other people crammed around the small break-room… Continue reading
Weighty thoughts on my last day in the Hot and Dry
This is my last day in the Hot and Dry with only 1 Dog. Said dog and I completed one last daily ritual together: Sharing my breakfast. The ritual goes something like this: … Continue reading