I was in my 20s when I appeared before a grand jury. My sin? Not killing dogs and cats. Let me explain. I was president of a humane society that held a contract to do animal control for the small capital city in which we lived. A shelter manager ran the operation and techs were on staff to do . . .
The truth is that I forgot to post this on March 10, which is his official birthday. But in fact, he is now nine years old and at the end of May, that's how long we will have been together, true loves in this lifetime and maybe others. I love him more than I ever dreamed possible. He makes me laugh . . .
I loved this when I got it, but it started me thinking about why companion animals are always implicitly defined as four-legged. Of course, that begs the question of the many three-legged dogs and cats I have known. It does not beg the question of whether humans are better companions than pets. . . .
We decided to take a San Francisco holiday last week, and spent a couple nights up the peninsula, enjoying the sights and sounds of the City at this festive time of year. Easy to do, as we live only 55 miles south of the city. Dinner with wonderful friends made our stay extra-special and so much . . .
Joyful: check Happy: check Fun-loving: check Enthusiastic: check Open-hearted: check Loving: check Cute: check Snuggly: for sure check I'm good. You? . . .
We're celebrating pet adoptions and rescue pets today, a post Riley encouraged me to do. He believes in pet adoption 100% and wanted you to hear some stories about some of the cool cats and darling dogs adopted by our Facebook friends. I do know a little about pet adoption. In my 20s, I spent . . .
Wandering around Santa Fe, I came across so much dog inspiration that I simply had to do a post that was all about dogs. Well, to be honest, Riley made me post this. And, he told me that yes, it's true, dirty dogs DO have more fun. But, he said, there's nothing more fun than hanging out with me. I . . .
It's been more than five years since we've taken Riley on a long road trip. That time, he rode shotgun as we moved from Tampa, Fla, to the San Francisco Bay area. He did great. Soon, at the beginning of October, we're loading up the Starship Enterprise and all taking off for a month in Santa Fe, NM. . . .
Chapter 2 Cats are really more adaptable than you think. You can catch up with the preface and Ch. 1 on my home page ... scroll down to the Trippin' category. We were moving West. Originally, the plan was for Bob and me to drive the truck and tow my car ----containing the cats -- on a trailer. I . . .
I'm getting ready to go to nose class, where I learn to locate things by scent. Want to come? Today was the first day we worked outdoors. Miss Pam put a bunch of boxes outside. Four of them had scent and the rest didn't. I had to find the ones that contained odor and alert Mom. I'm just a little . . .