This week I can celebrate my “gotcha” day for Frankie. Seven years ago I found myself without a dog after my sweet Oscar died of bone cancer. Oscar was only seven. Oscar was the next thing to a perfect dog, and I had hoped to have him for a few more years, but cancer is no respecter of age in …
Adventures with Frankie
When we adopt a dog or any pet, we know it is going to end with us having to say goodbye, but we still do it. And we do it for a very good reason: They bring so much joy and optimism and happiness. They attack every moment of every day with that attitude. ~W. Bruce Cameron This weekend I …
A Story’s Beginning and Dog Adventures
We had a cold few days around this neck of the woods last week. Got down to 3 below, but actually didn’t feel all that bad because the wind didn’t blow much and the sun was shining brightly. The next day when it was 20 something degrees, I actually got colder when I went walking. No sun that day and …