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Coco is shedding her winter coat in great, black clumps that glob onto the living room carpet and blow like tumbleweeds under the kitchen’s ceiling fan. Twice a day now, we are vacuuming our rugs, emptying the canister between runs, watching matted dog hair and...
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Some days, after working in my office all morning and eating a quick lunch at my desk, my body grows heavy and slow and my thoughts turn to molasses. With just an hour left before the first child arrives back home, before I leave to work an evening shift at the...
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I never envisioned being the kind of woman who drives around with a dog sitting sentinel in the passenger seat – I’m a cat person, after all. But she loves to go, so I let her. On straight stretches I reach over and bury my hand in her fur ...
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(I wrote this post back when winter was still slowly fading, not long after we decided to rehome the first dog we adopted, but I’m just getting around to posting it now. Hopefully next week I’ll finish up a piece about our new dog, Coco, who’s...
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This isn’t our dog, but you get the idea, right? Photo Source. Be still, and know that I am God . . . Psalm 46:10 She’s nestled at my side right now, sleeping with great, heavy sighs, her long legs tucked and curled in a fetal position. I’m still...
