I’ve been there… Seeing my dog’s nails getting a little too long and making excuses about trimming them until they were too long to ignore. Psyching myself up to break out the
I don’t feed my dogs raw. GASP! I know. It’s kind of a big deal. And I may get totally obliterated by the Internet Bullies, but by now, I’ve gotten used
The sun was hot on my face as I trudged down the driveway, dragging the emptied trash can behind me and in through the open gate. My dog lazily surveyed
I’m going to kill my dog today. I’m going to kill my dog out of convenience. I’ll officially tap out of the battle we’ve been fighting. Fighting is too hard
The woman stared blankly at me, clipboard gripped in her hand. “I will not hospitalize my dog,” I said adamantly. Her face flushed, and she met my response with quiet
When she went outside to use the bathroom, she did not come back in. I was sitting on the couch working on my computer and it took me a moment
Living 10 minutes from the beach definitely has its perks. Although it was a huge shock to my system moving out of middle-of-nowhere Texas, where acreage was the norm, most
I drove to the store for some groceries. My K9 laid lazily in the back seat, accompanying me on my errands as was typical for us on a daily basis.