Finnegan is sleeping more innocent like than he should be. He's no doubt tired after a two short walks -- post breakfast and post lunch given my work-at-home lifestyle -- and running away to see his girlfriend this afternoon. (Luna's a lovely golden mix with whom he normally has set, mommy-monitored play dates.) Finn inside… Continue reading When God sends a dog and a half…
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A dog for every season
"...for love is strong as death..." Song of Solomon 8:6 When I was young, I lived in a garden. There was technically a house in that garden, but I wasn't in it very much other than to eat a few bites or to sleep in a glass-walled sun porch that looked out on -- you… Continue reading A dog for every season