Now I Get It
I was trying to figure out why Wally seemed confused, maybe even anxious or filled with fear, so as we snuggled on the chair I took the time to share a few thoughts with my guy. I left the windows open so that my neighbors could hear my bellowing voice. “Look. Wally, life ain’t perfect …. Read More
Who Are You?
Wally looked up at me and stared with the distant, unfocused, look of an overly medicated dog after going to the vet and said, “Dude, who are YOU?” And here is what I told him. I am me. Just me. Humbly me. I can do whatever you want me to. I can be. I can …. Read More
Dog Race to Glory
The rapid machine gun bleating sound of the cross walk signal telling Wally and Willy on their march to marvelousness – is that a word? – that it was time to go cross the street was blaring. Loudly. So, naturally we kept moving. And moving. And we found our stride. Have you ever been on …. Read More
