An effort to adress the concerns of a very recent, very festive brouhaha.
My predictable little SuperMutt.
Time softens the heart of even the toughest older sisters.
A chance to share two very exciting pieces of news.
He’s going to need you to take a few deep breaths.
Once again using my cellphone when it should have been stowed.
The view from 10,000 feet looking west.
Meanwhile, my own mother will be receiving a coupon for “one free lecture to me about the evils of Obamacare.”
No, I didn’t adopt a new dog. But if she goes missing you’ll know where to find her.
The end of the endless April showers.