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Leaning In

Leaning In

Gavin’s always been sound sensitive, but after we were attacked by two dogs who broke out of their backyard, his senses heightened when on walks, as did mine. When we left Chicago, I was still deciding where we’d land, so we stayed with my brother in a quiet suburb outside Columbus, Ohio. Not only did… View more

Dogwood

Dogwood

I love this time of year. Even on a grey, chilly day, the promise of spring is everywhere. As Gavin and I walked this morning, he was more curious than usual to sniff every nook and cranny of grass. To be a dog and smell every remnant left behind by nature, I think I’d find it… View more

Soft Landings

Soft Landings

Even as a little girl, I was a list maker. I planned my outfits. I wrote reminders for myself to eat breakfast and clean my room when I had zero responsibilities. I loved the feeling I had when I marked an item complete. So, waiting to hear back from landlords of ho-hum places to see if I’m… View more

Floundering Fortitude

Floundering Fortitude

I often joke that I must have been the testiest twit in a previous life because Gavin is the pokiest creature I’ve ever met. Even though he thrives on routine and loves snuggling and sleeping at my mom’s house on kitchen days, getting him out the door weekly provides me with monumental moments to practice patience. … View more

Loving Kindness

Loving Kindness

Despite months and at least thrice daily research to find a new home for Gavin and me, I’m exactly where I didn’t want to be five weeks from my lease ending—nowhere. And I found a new lump in his mouth last night that he’s getting checked out tomorrow. My brain is simultaneously in overdrive and… View more

Making Space

Making Space

I finished all my kitchen duties and made a quick supply run. When I came back and mentioned that I would unload the car, not one but all three of my extraordinary employees separately asked, “do you need help?” I can’t tell you how many times I’ve prepped the kitchen for our production days, and I… View more

Mirth & Mayhem

Mirth & Mayhem

Gavin was a total twerp to leash train. He refused every greasy, gross hot dog, meatball, and cheese morsel I offered him. And, every time I thought I shortened his walk enough to keep him from becoming frustrated, his butt-biting stress relief occurred sooner. I can’t tell you how many times I desperately yelled to… View more

I See You

I See You

My brother Matt always greets Gavin by saying softly, “I see you,” as he pets him. And, every time I watch Gavin’s subsequent nuzzling and oozing, my heart feels lighter and my soul warmer. That’s what we all want. To be seen and loved for exactly who we are, right? It’s even one of Oprah Winfrey’s… View more

Case of the Woo Hoos

Case of the Woo Hoos

My sweet boy loves lounging, especially in the wintertime, preferably under the covers. Even when someone he knows and loves walks into the room, he lazily slithers off the sofa or bed and then stops to stretch before wiggle-walking toward them. If snuggling were an Olympic sport, Gavin would win a gold medal. But, when all of Gavin’s… View more