I very much appreciate the kind words and support Steve and I received about Carlin’s story. I have been a dog person my entire life but Steve’s experience with Carlin rocked him to his core. He wasn’t whole for days. … Continue reading
We don’t actually know Bea’s birthday, but they estimated her to be 6 when we adopted her, so in the spirit of new beginnings, we created a birthday for her according to the week she arrived at the rescue. We … Continue reading
Sometimes I yearn for the days of disposable cameras and not knowing what pictures looked like until you picked up prints from the drugstore (remember doubles?). Far less time was spent taking photos (and then immediately studying the results to … Continue reading
Bea makes me feel terrible all the time. Terrible for leaving her at home when I have to run errands. Terrible for making her practice portion control. Terrible for not feeding her at the dining room table. Terrible for crating … Continue reading
I miss walking. I miss wandering aimlessly in New York and finding adorable and interesting new shops, food joints, and streets. Los Angeles is the furthest thing you can get from a walking city – there are too many busy … Continue reading
When we were looking at places to live in LA we had a few priorities: a kitchen for cooking (with a dishwasher), central location, and a fenced yard for Bea. The whole time we lived in New York, I felt … Continue reading
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