Dismounting from an English bathtub should be an Olympic sport.

I know I’ve said it before, but honestly, it’s difficult to wrap your head around who thought those were a good idea. We’re staying in a lovely little AirBnB in Surrey. It’s a “maisonette” according to the advert, but not exactly because it’s only on one floor - a maisonette is generally a two story … Continue reading Dismounting from an English bathtub should be an Olympic sport.

We took our new kayaks out for the first time… no, not with the dog.

It was a little nerve wracking what with our somewhat lacking heights (me, 5’4” and she, 5’3”). We have to tote stepladders in the SUV and still it’s a hellava stretch. We’re discovering ways to get the 39lb sit-ins loaded, like putting it on upside down and flipping it in. “Damn,” said Beloved. “That’s so … Continue reading We took our new kayaks out for the first time… no, not with the dog.

The dog sprinted out of the kitchen like a marine under fire: furtive, low to the ground and moving at high speed.

Unfortunately, she did this just as I rounded the corner and catapulted away from me as we collided. Skidding, she regained her balance, shot under the table, grabbed something in her mouth and galloped to her bed in the corner. What the hell? So when I give her a “peanut butter ball-y” (a Kong filled … Continue reading The dog sprinted out of the kitchen like a marine under fire: furtive, low to the ground and moving at high speed.

I did not do it said the dog, looking worried.

Didn’t do what? I said. Cat: she’s worried you think she did it. Me: what is this supposed transgression? Cat: I don’t actually know. Dog: not me not me Cat, looking outside the window: holy crap! The cat looks shaken. I’m puzzled, but I’m still getting dressed. This body is not one that will be … Continue reading I did not do it said the dog, looking worried.

I need to tell you something, I said.

Blondie:  What?  I’m kind of working here.  Why aren’t you on your way home? Me:  We were… I mean, we are.  We’ve loved spending the past few days with you and BB (Blondie's Beau), but I need to tell you what I sprung on him at the last minute. Blondie:  Oh, god. Let me back … Continue reading I need to tell you something, I said.