May 28, 2020

In Loving Memory for my friend, and friend to so many, Emil Luedecke.  You are missed.

I dusted of my notepad, and gathered up my thoughts,

There’s and emptiness that your departure’s brought.

I sat down to write a letter, things I miss and I wish I’d said.   

On...

April 15, 2020

It was my first memory of weightlessness, of gliding, while spinning effortlessly around the room weaving in and out to the rhythm of the music. It was like nothing I’d ever experienced and an escape and freedom that would become a staple in my toolbox of coping skills...

September 20, 2019

Today I visited a place where time stands still; a place to forget about the troubles of the day; to let wonder and imagination take over, and a place where dreams are made, and a place where I often find my Dad. This place is one I’ve traveled so many many times and a...

August 4, 2019

“It’s gonna be okay buddy; I have to go now.” 

His frail frame hard pressed against me, his paws clutched around my waist and his head buried in the confluence of my hip and my armpit as we sat on the kennel floor. It was late and I needed to go.

It had been a traumatic...

May 16, 2019

As I travel in an out of people’s homes and lives, (and those of their dog’s), I have yet to come across one person that doesn’t love their dog or at the very least want to give their dog a loving home. And yet, it seems that the dogs that only get “love love love” fro...

May 16, 2019

Last week I received flowers from Pappos (my grandfather), and the crazy part is he’s been gone now for almost 33 years.

Now let’s drift back in time to 2017, Joe and I had just returned to Meeker and moved in with Mom during construction of our house.  It was bound to...

May 6, 2019

“The Hell you say,” he chibed with a twinkle in his eye.  He smiled and stepped into my personal space, tipped his weathered Stetson back, crouched to my level and squinted his eyes intently listening to the words that flowed from my lips.  It was as though the rotatio...

April 29, 2019

As I travel in an out of people’s homes and lives, (and those of their dog’s), I have yet to come across one person that doesn’t love their dog or at the very least want to give their dog a loving home. And yet, it seems that the dogs that only get “love love love” fro...

“Yep, that was the best $25 I’ve ever spent,” I answered.

For years Joe questioned the purchase price of our house dog Scruffy, and that was my standard response. Sam and I made a pact of secrecy (and $25 purchase price) that rainy June day when we brought Scruffy home...

February 7, 2019

“Do you remember when you said you might be willing to take on a foster  dog?” she asked.

The voice on the other end of the line was my friend Laurel from Animal Control. Her call had caught me off guard on this dismal November afternoon; I was solidly in the throws o...

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