Wesley’s been walking wounded. We’ve pawed over his left front paw and leg and just can’t figure out why he’s limping for the last week and a half. So today I drag him through the door of the examining room, and while we wait he lifts his feet to my lap and shakes so hard […]
dog days
I’m sitting in a wrought iron chair on the back patio, cupping a mug of coffee while tendrils of steam dissipate in the crisp fall air. I spend more time out here lately. We have two new puppies, Havanese litter-mates–Susanna and Wesley. The female’s half the size of her brother. We said we’d never do […]