These are the things that my dog would have said to me today, if she could:
“Hey, I know you’re busy working in there, but I’ve been sitting by this front door for at least seven seconds now, so you know what that means. I’m gonna pee all over the carpet. Not the wood floor where [...]
Entries from July 2009
July 29, 2009
It would be so much easier if dogs could talk.
July 28, 2009
This started off as a gripe but it turned into something else (and I’m too lazy to go back and revise it so the tone is more consistent).
I’m not sure which cable channel it is, but starting at about 4:00 p.m., one of them starts showing commercials for a program about that chimpanzee attack on that woman that occurred earlier this year. The commercial has the gut-wrenching 911 call dubbed over shadowy, ominous pictures. It is quite dramatic, and to girls my [...]
July 22, 2009
So this is what 34 looks like.
When I was six, I wanted to look just like my cousin Vicki. She had dark brown hair; big, beautiful brown eyes, and a mega-watt smile. (She still does.) She smiled a lot. Imagine the cutest brunette cheerleader you can, right down to the petite, athletic (not twiggy) physique and you’re probably close. I was [...]
July 19, 2009
For Timmy.
Today I am sad. My day went on as planned, but for some very old friends of mine, life will never be the same. It is impossible to say anything about death that has not already been said before. And it feels wrong to talk about someone else’s death only in terms of how it [...]
July 16, 2009
A conversation about anything, something, and nothing.
Actual conversation with Super L, three years old:
[I walk into my bedroom. Super L is standing at my dresser. The Crayola fingerpaints that John purchased last week that I've been too lazy to take downstairs to the playroom are at her eye level, and her fingers are gently touching the box. The paints are still [...]
July 7, 2009
Things you can do when you have a puppy that you can’t do when you don’t.
Identify mysterious objects, whether they be animal/vegetable/other/etc. in various stages of digestion. Just last Friday the big debate in our household was whether that thing she spit out was a frog or a cicada. Oh yeah. Good times.
Develop lightening-fast reflexes by shutting bedroom doors, picking up toys, snatching away remote controls before they meet the [...]
