Time for Gratitude: November 29th, 2017

Today I'm grateful for pets. This morning as I drove to drop Finn off, I saw a woman walking with her dog slung across her shoulder. I'm hoping nothing was wrong with the dog and he was just tired of walking. She was a dutiful pet owner and he was restful, trusting her to take…

Time for Poetry: Pug Bug

His name is Riley. But I call him Pug. He’s not just any pug. He’s our Pug. He was a puppy when we met him. Four precious weeks. He was the biggest little one of his entire litter. “Wow." We whispered. “He’s a lotta pug." He claimed us when he sat on our laps and…