On the 200th Day of Spark

On the 200th Day of Spark

Christmas marked the 200th day since Spark became our dog. We rescued him from a sad situation and, in turn, he rescued us from the contented, yet flat groove my husband and I had slipped into. So, I co-opted a popular Christmas song to call out his contributions to...
Reap What You Sow in 2024

Reap What You Sow in 2024

I’m not prone to New Year’s resolutions, thinking and feeling that my life trajectory moves forward via its own momentum in my purpose-filled life. A self-actualization seeker, I am. There will always, always, be something on the horizon – or popping...
The Canine Lottery

The Canine Lottery

“I knew it the moment I met him when I laid myself across his feet. With this man, I will be safe. He’s my human. I’ve won the canine lottery.” That’s my impression of Sparky’s thought process when he reportedly draped his body over...
The Best Stories flow from a Dynamic Opening Line

The Best Stories flow from a Dynamic Opening Line

In the Judeo-Christian tradition, my husband and I regard Sunday as a day of rest. We sleep until 7:00–if our dog allows–and drink coffee and confections while perusing the morning papers. Despite being retirees, this is the only leisurely morning in our...