We had moved into our home, and things were good. We had a fenced backyard, and great neighbors, and a deck. There was a pergola with fairy lights strung through it. We spent a lot of time outside when the weather was good. We ate outside a lot of nights. The dogs loved the newfound…
Eventually, life went back to normal—or whatever that was for us. Work, school, dance practice, baseball, cats, dogs, and life, I guess. After a while, you don’t notice how fast time is passing. We had some personal life traumas, and a few small wins here and there, and the next thing I knew, it had…
Throughout my life, there has seemed to be a recurring theme, and that theme is “we’ll have to make it up as we go along.” I admire those people who make plans and are able to stick to them and ultimately have the great life that they always knew they were destined for. I just…
So, here’s the thing. Dogs will steal your heart. But eventually, they all will break it. Nobody likes to think about it, but when you first say hello, you are also inevitably going to have to say goodbye. If you’re lucky, you’ll have years. Maybe even a decade, or a decade and a half. But…
As I sit here trying to write (which doesn’t come easily to me, if I’m being honest), I can hear one dog snoring, another one is scratching annoyingly impatiently at my closed bedroom door, and it sounds like at least 3 are playing tag in the backyard, complete with ecstatic, chaotic, (probably) neighbor-irritating barks. I…
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