It sounds like such a cliche. Well, actually, it is a cliche. But here it is: Cancer changes you. Maybe it's something about facing your own mortality (because, really, don't we all feel invincible?) or maybe it's just the perspective you gain from sorting important from trival. But something changes. Now that I'm feeling like myself again, emerging from the fog of the last year, combined with
A walk in three acts
I clip on his backpack, load up my treat pouch, tuck the clicker in my pocket, and uncap the can of cheese. Cooper sits calmly by the back door, waiting for me to clip on his leash. It's odd how calm he is before we start. As soon as we get outside, his head whips back and forth: Are there any intruders? He marches down the street, keeping step with my right ankle. Every time he looks at me, I
Agility training round two: Epic fail
I know. It doesn’t make sense. But I am really mad at Cooper. I’m mad at him for being scared. Well, not for being scared per se but for the way he reacted while scared. I’m fully aware that me being mad is illogical. I know. I’m working on it. It started out badly: We pulled up to the training facility. The owner’s dogs were out in her yard barking, but Cooper couldn’t see them through
Sweet dreams
I'm dreaming of a giant antler With every antler knob I chew May your chew toys be gnawy and tough And may all your antlers be giant
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