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Emergency Pet Hijinks

The emergency siren just blasted on.

I’m bed. Carpal Tunnel surgery not quite a week ago means I either take OTC pain meds and don’t sleep or take prescription pain meds and sleep too much with super weird dreams. 471 more words


A Hungry Boxer--Hungry for Lovin'

Before I came out to myself, I used to come home from New York City trips convinced I needed a dog (my ex-H always found it exceedingly odd given that I was and am an old cat lady). 164 more words


Throw Feta into the Grass

Bob’s training on the underground fence was disrupted by the trauma he experienced when the collar “corrected” him. Lately, the training has all been geared toward getting him to view the backyard with kind eyes again. 291 more words


Poor Bobaroo--update on fence trauma

So yesterday I posted how Bob and I were both freaked out by the backyard when I tried to train Bob about the underground “static correction” fence. 312 more words