Even Grace could find the humor in wearing a red yarmulke on Christmas. I miss my dog, Gracie, so much. She’s been gone for a little over 24 hours and I already miss her. We had her for nine years, about half of my life as a stay-at-home mom. I’m not one of those […]
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It’s a Wiener Dog’s Life
I don’t know if anyone else has noticed this, but dogs are ruling the earth. They’re pets, which are kind of like politically correct slaves, but think about it: We do everything for them, and they do nothing for us. (And before you say, “They do for us! They give us unconditional love, blah blah […]
My Dog and Her Walks
It’s getting to be where I hate to walk our dog. Because we have no back yard – and when I say ‘no back yard,’ I don’t mean just a tiny patch of grass or not a big back yard or less than a half acre; I mean no back yard. Within our back fence […]
Stormy Weather, Stupid Dog
Storm’s over Storm’s over Storm’s over There was a big storm today. Thunder, lightning, buckets of rain and a tornado watch. Which means that Grace, our dog, was a family-sized carton of nervous breakdowns. I honestly don’t know how this dog can live through another overcast day. No amount of reassurances, hugs, dog biscuits […]
Who Did Let Those Dogs Out Anyway?
If there was any question that the Fitzpatricks are living the dream here in Lexington, it was settled last Sunday when we went to a rather large dog show at the Horse Park. The smell of dog breath and butts, hairspray, and popcorn . . . ah, what a way to spend a weekend. Santa […]