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On Morality and The Good Life
I did the right thing today. It went against everything my terrier nature told me to do. And it wasn’t easy, which is why I know it was right. Dad was using that scary loud contraption called a...
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Artist in Residence
It might not be the most conventional perspective, but I’m not the most conventional dog. I see it in the intricacies of snowflakes. And in a well-constructed poem. And in an unforgettable moment. And...
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My Two (Fashion) Cents
It startled me at first. There I was, minding my own business, when someone else’s business looked me directly in the eye. There she was, the most beautiful West Highland Terrier I’d ever seen, all...
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What Lies Inside
A lot happened in my backyard today. After a mysterious three-week hiatus, my neighbor demon dog has returned. It wasn’t a pretty reunion, as he “greeted” me with some pretty intense growling and...
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If It Wasn’t This
I don’t get it. Car rides are joyous occasions. More often than not, the journey leads to exciting destinations. Not today. Today I witnessed something terrible from my perch in the passenger seat....
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The Little Engine
I need your help. I didn’t realize it until recently when I spent almost three hours staring at a blank screen while the little flashing cursor laughed in my face. Writer’s block happens to dogs too....
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Pieces of You
“Keep love in your heart,” suggested Irish writer Oscar Wilde. “A life without it is like a sunless garden when the flowers are dead.” I’m never short on love. But lately I’ve been wondering about that...
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The Mouse Will Play
I guess it’s called denial. That sense of refusal to acknowledge something we wish wasn’t happening. That’s how I started my day today. The dreaded suitcase was out and I could sense this would be a...
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Come Away With Me
I’m no Mozart or Picasso, but that doesn’t mean I can’t appreciate a thing of beauty. I see art when I step out the back door into one of my favorite places. Some would call it a backyard. I call it...
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A Moment of Magic
I don’t believe in magic. Not in the traditional sense at least. The whole now you see me, now you don’t idea? What fun is that anyway? But I will never forget the day I discovered a different kind of...
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