I have not been walking after lunch regularly since my walking buddy VT went out on maternity leave around Thanksgiving, but I just looked out the window and noticed one of the neighborhood dog walkers we would see often when we did. An older man with an Australian shepherd, we come across them as we circle back around the building - the lawn ( Read more... )

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Sitting here sort of spacing out - about to go home as I did docks this morning - and then I heard panting and someone saying "hey, hey, settle down. Want your ball?" Peaked aroung my cube wall and there's a female warden in the hallway with a German shepard. He just barked and startled me; getting a little antsy from being indoors and behaving ( Read more... )

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Yesterday's entry in Dooce gives an hilarious accounting of Heather's dog finally passing a corndog stick he ate quite a while ago. Hilarious to me and other parents, I guess, who have not quite passed the obsession with poop that develops when you have un-pottytrained children. What really got me though, was that at the bottom of the article, ( Read more... )

Another mother who had to make an awful choice -- but thankfully, the dog came through for her.

http://www.cnn.com/2005/WORLD/asiapcf/01/02/india.hero.dog.ap/

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