The friends of my friends are my friends and are visiting, and we connect and talk and eat and grow and walk and sing and crochet in sunlight . . . . . . You recognize good souls when your heart is instantly at ease, they praise your burned, gelatinous blob of brown rice, and […]
Category Archives: A Dog’s Life
There are many disgusting things to say about dogs. They revel in bodily excretions, going so far as to eat their own #2 or making a second meal out of a meal they’ve just vomited. They often reek (I am convinced they are the only animal that actually smells worse immediately after bathing). They chew […]