Category Archives: A Dog’s Life

Faeroplane

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 […]

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Blown

. . . No matter how many times I’ve walked or run or hiked the 3.3 miles of the loop road in San Fidel, there is always something new I discover. Yesterday, I took the dogs up the east side of the loop (less populated, more wild, and with a better view of the mountain […]

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Mum of Late

But here are some photos from drives and swims and walks and windy, lazy Sundays. Be well. – SAWK

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Puppy Love

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 […]

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Little Orphan Annie Oakley Kuhn

On the Tuesday of the second week of school – as if things weren’t hectic enough – the universe once again threw puppies at us.* I was running around like a chicken with its head cut off for 12 straight hours – school all day, after-care program after school till 5:30p, PSA meeting from 5:30p […]

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