Tagged with Pancho
You know the old saying about even a blind dog sometimes being able to find a bone? The meaning, of course, is that every once in a while life throws a little good our way, so chin up. Be happy. See the glass as half full. At my house, we’ve changed the saying, though. It goes [...]
This past week, my home looked like a scene from The Exorcist. My kid woke up New Year’s Day with a nasty stomach bug that acted suspiciously like what would happen if a 16-year-old boy had a celebratory shot or two with his older sister. But after about the fifth time he puked, I realized [...]
It’s not on my list of proudest accomplishments, but it’s not necessarily a bad thing that I’m pretty familiar with the Twelve Steps. Honestly, the Twelve Steps are a pretty good moral barometer for most everyone, probably because we all have a few issues bordering on obsession and addiction. Right now, mine is the dark [...]
There’s a fine line between drama and trauma, I’ve learned. And this past week, I figured out one way to keep from crossing it. My sister and her four children came to stay, bringing everything imaginable – bicycles, fishing rods, 68 pairs of mismatched socks – except my sister’s suitcase. And because she has so [...]
I’ve learned something in my first month as an actual Florida resident. I’ve learned that people like to visit when you live at the beach. I’ve pretty much had company for the entire month, and I love it. My sister and her four children – Faith and Grace, the twins, are 9, Joe’s 8, and [...]
Laverne and Shirley, my dyspeptic dachshunds, are again in a bit of a snit. It all started with the Weinergate Scandal this week. Representative Anthony Weiner, a Democrat from New York’s Ninth Congressional District, allegedly sent a lewd picture of himself to a college girl via his Twitter account. Of course, a powerful man named [...]
Yes, they’re dogs. But Laverne and Shirley have recently taken up the sport of catfighting, the kind where two females practically dismember one another while a man watches, mesmerized. The male in this case is Pancho, my three-legged Australian Shepherd, who is enthralled by their brawls. He thinks they’re fighting over him. And they are, [...]
In 2007, Elizabeth Gilbert published a beautiful memoir called Eat, Pray, Love that spent over three years on the New York Times paperback bestseller list. Near the end of the book, she tells the story of meeting the man she eventually marries. She describes one of their early dates, during which they had a wonderful [...]
Laverne and Shirley, my mutinous little dachshunds, have had another exciting adventure. I made a quick trip to Atlanta about ten days ago, and since I wanted to bring a few things back from my Atlanta house, I decided not to take my four dysfunctional dogs. Dysfunctional is the correct word for my critters. Pancho, [...]
For the first time in their lives, Laverne and Shirley are earning their keep. My dyspeptic dachshunds, who are worth their weight in weinerwurst simply because of their sheer entertainment value, have turned out to be more useful in Florida than they ever were in Georgia. I mean, not counting all the UPS guys and [...]
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