Short essays on behavior, grief, and the tiny daily things that shape your dog’s life.
After a nail trim on my three resident cats, I’m reminded how the tiniest things add up to huge behavioral change…
My first dog was 9 when I adopted her from rescue. Almost a year and a half later, cancer took her from me…
My dog and I are in the middle of a life transition. The beautiful silver hairs began a long time ago…