During my early morning dog walks with Laz the Resurrection Dog, I cross paths with a neighbor who usually walks his feisty chihuahua the same route we do but in the opposite direction. The dogs like to exchange bark-greetings. Strangely, this morning, my neighbor – not a guy who, by his miserable “My wife made ...
Pint-Sized Hero
I mourn today. And I just can’t seem to stop my eyes from leaking. I lost one of my heroes a few days ago … five pounds of solid heart. His name was Rocky, short for Rachmaninov (he was a Russian toy terrier). He was 13. I know you understand the hollow ache. Which of ...
