Around the holidays, Gavin was struggling on walks again. He needs his routine, but he hates cold weather and dislikes all the new dogs who tend to walk through our park when people are on vacation. And, well, winter means fewer people to greet and pet Gavin and for him to follow while we make our way… View more
It’s been five months since we moved into our own kitchen. And, every time I unlock the door, I’m unbelievably grateful that it’s as sparkly clean as we left it. I don’t miss spending rent money to clean up other peoples’ messes nor the time wasted carrying everything we needed for the day from our… View more
I like to think that I’m organized, plan well, and can be nimble when things don’t go according to my projections. The latter, only on my best days. Yet, somehow, this time of year, I find myself in a constant state of hurriedness and just-push-through-the-exhaustion. Why do everyday errands somehow take eight times longer during… View more
Gavin had his big MedVet day yesterday. Because of cancer, cancer, heart disease, cancer, cancer, and cancer, he spends an entire day with the oncology team four times a year and his cardiologist once yearly. I’m fortunate that I’ve met and made eye contact and seen the gentleness and kindness of the professionals I trust to X-ray,… View more
After Finn passed, I reflected a lot on our last year together while I mourned. I remember being grateful that I stayed present throughout the entire process, even though it was difficult. I thought a lot about my indebtedness to my friend Kate who gave me the whole basement of her home, so Finn didn’t have… View more
When I rescued Gavin, I had two requirements. I wanted my new dog to be two years of age or older, partially because I knew older dogs are more challenging to adopt than puppies. And, at the time, I lived in a vintage rehab building with six flights of stairs, so I hoped bladder size would help… View more
Last Friday, Gavin had his big quarterly appointment with his oncologist. I know I’m lucky that he loves people so much. It makes it easier for him to spend the day with kind, animal-loving people who want the same thing I want, to keep him as healthy as possible, given he’s had three surgeries to remove multiple mast… View more
When Gavin first came home with me, there’s nothing that would wake him from sleep. It took some adjusting. My Finn was always ready to save me from whatever I tripped on or dropped. And, while I knew in my soul that I was ready to love another dog, the habits ingrained in my heart for… View more
