We have sent our foster dog off on her trial adoption. It’s going okay so far, but it will take her some getting use to her new home. It feels good to

With apologies to Murakami, I had a dream that I was running. I was given a route to run by my boss, which is clearly my brain telling me that I need to

I don’t really know how a dog’s nose works with its brain, but our foster dog patrols our yard as if it has a map that tracks all of the smells.

I used to put pitted black olives on my fingers when I was a kid. There is a brand of olives that has an open hand with a black olive on each finger

I had a dream that my car was stolen from outside my house. It wasn’t this car and it wasn’t this house. It was a silver Bronco, but the old style