The day started at 4:00 am when Sally’s cold nose sniffed my eyelid. It was an interesting, if not terrifying way to be startled from sleep. I lifted the blanket,...Read More
Sally has some interesting idiosyncrasies—to say the least. She won’t eat out of a bowl, and her food has to be poured out in a relatively straight line on a...Read More
Sneaking down the stairs, I tip toe, stepping over the one stair that creaks, trying to make sure Eli and Sally don’t hear where I am going. I stop at...Read More
Sally naughty? No way! Maybe a little hard of hearing when she is being called but never naughty. That was my belief until an article titled The 10 Naughtiest Dog...Read More
The sound of paper ripping makes me pause as I brush my teeth. I cock my head toward the bathroom door. What is that? My mind goes over the items...Read More
“Seriously, Sally?” I lift my head from the pillow and squint at the alarm clock. 2:31 a.m. Wednesday. Sally nudges my arm again with her long snout. I swing my...Read More
“Okay guys, let’s go outside and take care of business,” I say as I open the door. Mary, Sally and Eli jostle their way out, bouncing off my legs. I...Read More
“What’s the matter with Sally?” Jake asks me. “Nothing, why?” I say. “She won’t come up the stairs.” “Oh, that’s just her thing.” “Her thing? What thing?” Our home is...Read More
“What should I wear?” I ask my husband. “To what?” “Tonight is Sally’s first puppy class!” I toss a pair of jeans on the bed. Casual, won’t show the dirt,...Read More
