We have a habit around here of asking dogs to do things as opposed to telling them what they have to do. (about the only time routinely I deviate is when Zora is eating poop and then 90% of the…
The Smell
There is a certain series of smells that I’ve come to know well over the years. It begins with a specific permeating offense the fills the car ride home from the park, causing windows to open no matter how chilly…
Not a Traffic Barrel
A lovely morning for a walk. Tom guiding on my left, Dulce spaniel and Zora walking nicely on my right. Nearing the end of the walk, final stretch of sidewalk towards home. I live on the main road through town,…