Wednesday, December 28, 2016


Pete wanted to go outside. In a thunderstorm. 

I had to explain that, to lightning, he would look like a little white cloud out in the yard, and that all those big gray clouds were once little white clouds that lightning struck and turned to burnt marshmallows, because that's what lightning likes to do - burn marshmallows and stuff. 

There are just so many things a little dog doesn't know.


          

Monday, December 19, 2016


At our house, if you get up at night to get a drink, or maybe to put another log on the fire, you will lose your place in bed.


  

Tuesday, December 13, 2016

Wednesday, December 7, 2016


If you have ever held your dog close, felt its warmth and softness on your face. This is how I think love would feel, if it could be touched.