Puppies are a lot of work

New puppy Cato and I are taking our late afternoon walk down the gravel driveway to the turn-around. Beside me, Cato ambles loose leash, sniffing along to find good spots to mark. Suddenly, he stops, eyes me, and jumps, mouthing my sleeve like I’m a chew toy. I turn...

Abandoned

I’m posting a few days late this week because Keith and I just returned from a family excursion to see the eclipse within the path of totality. During the trip, I collected stories. This is the first of four.   On Sunday morning, Keith and I woke to the sound of...