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Happy Lights

Happy Lights

When I still lived in Chicago a few years ago, I went to a yoga class in February. The instructor started class by offering gratitude for being on our mats. Then, she gave thanks for the gray day we had, saying that rather than grumble about the wet, cold, dark day to look at the dreary… View more

Grace & Ease

Grace & Ease

When problems arise, my natural tendency is to will and grit my way through a resolution but, I’ve been trying to approach life with more ease and grace this year, stumbling along the way, of course. It’s taken a bit of time to get into a groove, in our new kitchen, so our production has… View more

The Greatest Gift

The Greatest Gift

One of the things I miss about training dogs or attending in-person events is meeting people who adore their dogs. There’s something so beautiful about connecting with a human being who I know, by looking in their eyes, even after only chatted for a few moments, that they’d bend over backward to give their dog(s)… View more

Intentions & Miracles

Intentions & Miracles

There’s a guy at our rent-by-the-hour kitchen who abhors me and my air compressor. I get it. The air compressor is loud, like El train loud. I’ve bribed other renters for kindly accepting the 15 total minutes it runs in the course of a kitchen day. Thankfully everyone who shares the kitchen has dogs so, a… View more

Letting Go

Letting Go

When there’s too much change, even the good kind, Gavin gets a stressy belly and becomes a full-on grass munching moo-cow. I can usually prevent it by proactively playing his favorite games, running through fun training exercises, or pulling something from his arsenal of anxiety-reducing stuff (all approved or recommended by our trusted veterinarians.)  But,… View more

Glorious Gratitude

Glorious Gratitude

My kitchen days start at 4:51 am, and I often don’t fall into bed until 1 or 2 am the next day. I’m not working the entire time, of course. But given that it takes about three hours to set up and tear down in the rent-by-the-hour kitchen, it makes sense to make as many pouches… View more

Magical Moments

It was a Sunday morning, and I'd just finished an hour of pulling weeds. I asked Gavin if he wanted to go inside and get breakfast. He gave me that look that told me he wanted to stay outside. It was a beautiful day. I wasn't in a hurry, so I sat on his blanket with him.... View more