Bedroom Issues in the Land of Dog

We’re having Bedroom Issues, Beloved and I. Not the kind to which your dirty little minds immediately flit... but... the more troublesome Bed Insufficiency. The animal lovers among us can relate. May I present evidentiary piece #1. The damn hound has made the center of (god,you know I just typed “her bed” instead of “our … Continue reading Bedroom Issues in the Land of Dog →

The Stealthy Hound

The marks on the carpet were faint, but suspicious. When you own a beagle, or part beagle, as we do, your o-shit-o-meter goes haywire when you see marks on carpet after you've been out, especially when someone else has been watching your hound. Christmas eve services were lovely. Quite beautiful. Got home after midnight... Blondie … Continue reading The Stealthy Hound →

The Dog, the Rector and the Ant Hill Honey Dance

From the time Abby the puggle was a puppy, the house next to my parents was vacant – so growing up, when my mom took her for short walks (and to check on the property), they would walk around the house – across the driveway, around the far side of the house (there are large … Continue reading The Dog, the Rector and the Ant Hill Honey Dance →

The Ottoman at Pride

Anchorage Pride...Drag queens! Trannies! Ecstatic baby dykes! The whole complement was in attendance, which was great. And 48, count them forty eight entrants in the parade. Holy moly. There were a lot of businesses who desperately want to let the LGBTQ community know they love us. (They know where the disposable income lies, and it’s … Continue reading The Ottoman at Pride →

Yes, We Have No Bananas…

Clearly, my subconscious thinks I'm an idiot. Backstory: I love dried bananas. Yuuuuuum!! Since I no longer eat refined sugar, sweet natural things are my treats. I buy three packs of bananas from Costco, let them ripen then slice and put those tasty little morsels in the dehydrator. 12 hours or so at 165 degrees … Continue reading Yes, We Have No Bananas… →