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The dogs went to an art galleryyesterday. I hadn't intended to take them, but when I tried to go by myself, I got the address wrong. When I came home to find the correct address, it was time for their walk, and they were giving me that expectant look and wagging their tails, so I took them along. I thought I would just locate the gallery ( Read more... )

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his dog aggression is a big problem. He's such a sweet, devoted dog, and at home, he's very obedient and well behaved. His leash manners are not perfect, but I can control him well enough. Sunday night, however, was different. I was crossing a somewhat scary street with both dogs, when I saw a neighbor walking his smaller dog on the other side ( Read more... )

I got a call from Animal Control the other day. Not about my Petey, but about Lucy, the dog who had belonged to my friend Daisy, who died in August. It felt like getting a phone call from a ghost. The last I knew of Lucy was that Daisy's roomate had found her a new home. Now, animal control was calling me because Lucy had been picked up as a ( Read more... )