#dogmemories

Thanksgiving is for the Dogs.

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Here are two of my dogs, Preacher Man and Mister, guarding the back door. You’ll notice they are facing the wrong way. It’s not about who might come in; it’s about making sure SHE doesn’t get out. “Herding dogs,” my other dog, Jack moans, “have a little too much space between the ears.” He is … Read more

Photo & Poem: Calendar

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Tufting the Corgi Do I need a sweater? The evening air has cooled thinner, the time on the clock doesn’t match the light outside. An orange dog jumps up, not quite small enough for a lap, fidgeting a spot close but looking away, air-licking anxiety. Is he seven now? A few soft barks, his toenails … Read more