And then there was one

And then there was one. One dog in the house. Just one. One week ago I woke up to find dear Herky had passed away in the night. I had slept on the couch and he was asleep on Otto’s bed on the floor of the living room. I...

4 Hobbies to Take Up in 2021

A clean slate and the notion that anything is possible means many of us are turning to new hobbies and things to do. We all want to better ourselves after all, and what greater time to do so?...

What I’m learning from loss

It’s been a tough week, folks. First of all, I’ve been dealing with a sick dog. Herky (the Boston Terrier) has developed an autoimmune disease that has caused his platelets to drop, leaving him terribly bruised all over, swollen, and occasionally peeing blood. (Sorry if that was TMI, but...

Useful and Practical Tips to Overcome the Challenges Hindering Weight Loss

Disclaimer: This is a collaborative post, for which I may receive a small compensation. Thanks for reading! Are you trying to lose weight? Let’s be honest–who isn’t right now? This pandemic has me weighing more than I have in years. My “fat pants” have now just become my “regular...

3 Signs That You May Need Glasses

Photo by Bartosz Sujkowski on Unsplash As we get older, plenty of changes happen, be they for better or worse. Perhaps you can’t sleep in as you used to (especially if your children — or dogs — decide that the crack of dawn is the perfect wake-up time), or...

Another post about dog poop and pee (You’ve been warned.)

If it’s not one dog, it’s another. And if it’s not one bodily function, it’s another. This week, Husband and I took both dogs to the vet–at the same time. (Yeah, it was about as fun as it sounds.) Herky, the little one, had been running around on three...

The Gray Muskrat

The other day Husband drove 45 minutes to get his hair cut. If you’re thinking red-and-white barber pole, think again. Nope. The place he goes serves Scotch while you get your hair cut. He’s what you might call hoity-toity when it comes to his drinks–and his hair.  But that’s...

Faking it

Sometimes I feel like a big old fake. I’m chugging along, acting like I at least sort of have it all together. I mean, I shower daily, I put on clean clothes each day and I at least present the facade of knowing what I’m doing. But here’s a...