Sleepy but panting, Gunshy’s brindle head was in my lap when my dad was handed his lab report on Sunday. He didn’t say anything while reading it, but his face flushed red and tears rushed down his cheeks. And that was that. A few days earlier, Gunshy had been…
The Residual Benefits of Getting Away
Last week I did something truly delightful: I went on a four-day writing retreat. It sounds so luxurious, doesn’t it? Before you get too carried away imagining a long weekend of spa treatments sandwiched between spurts of blogging, do note that it was definitely a working trip. I worked on my book proposal from the […]
Love, From Bonnie
I’m working on a decoupage lampshade to memorialize my dog. Yes, since you asked, my boyfriend and original owner of said lamp is a bewilderingly tolerant man. One of us is very lucky to have the other. The other is lucky enough to live surrounded by a growing collection of eclectic canine memorial items. Count […]
Natalie Burg 