The day after it snowed, it was bracingly cold outside. A day the word “bone-chilling” was invented for (spoken as a true Southerner, I know). The bright sun helped only a little. “Are you sure we have to go outside?” I…
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It was very early in the morning, still dark outside. I tiptoed downstairs and plugged in the Christmas tree. Pepper slept peaceably in her crate while I made tea. By 6:30 am, she was rustling around and we began our…
The family had enjoyed a delicious dinner of formerly frozen butterfly shrimp, and I was cleaning up. Five large shrimp with tails remained on the baking sheet when I stepped away from the kitchen. When I returned, the shrimp and…
Two dogs left their yard seeking adventure. One came home alive. My friend found his family’s other dog (dead) after an extensive search. I was feeling sad and out of sorts at a hotel in New York City and…
Pepper and I tried out the new frisbee on one of the first cool days of fall this week. The frisbee is square and looks kind-of like a flying squirrel when I throw it. I don’t know what possessed me…
One cool grey morning a few weeks ago Pepper and I were out extra early with the frisbee. The grass was still wet with morning dew, and birds were greeting the day with their soft morning sounds. The baby…
It was an ordinary late afternoon. The big white van brought Peppy home from puppy playtime, but she wasn’t ready for the day’s fun to end. She grabbed her frisbee and enticed me outside. I was having fun and she…
When I picked up Pepper from puppy playtime yesterday, she didn’t have her usual cheerful demeanor. Maybe it was the heat – or maybe something else. “What’s up, Pep?” I asked. “I’m just tired,” she replied. “I don’t think you’re…
Pepper and I were sitting outside this afternoon, both of us hot. I had thrown the frisbee for her and walked around the yard, but my heart wasn’t in it. I finally sat down in the wrought iron chair on the…