This story starts Thanksgiving Day. We took Cooper and Violet hiking in a nearby nature preserve. We wanted to burn off Coop's energy before we left for Thanksgiving dinner at my brother's, plus burn off a few preemptive calories before all the pies. Well. Turns out, every other person and pup in central Indiana felt the same way. Every trail we took, we encountered dog after dog after
Dear Newt
OK, Newtie. I know what you're thinking. You're thinking, Of course. Of course you're late writing my letter. I'm amazed you're even writing one at all. How many years have you missed, hmmmm? I could argue that I'm writing this Gotcha Day letter a little early! Looking back, you appeared at John's Louisiana apartment end of September/early October 2012. He was still trying to find a home
Grateful
I prefer Thanksgiving to Christmas. At least, I prefer the spirit of Thanksgiving, of expressing thanks and gratitude and joy, to the consumer-driven craze Christmas has become. Don't get me wrong: I love presents, giving and receiving, and I love decorations and pretty lights. I love holiday food and cookies galore. I can't wait to see Violet's visit with Santa this year. And, I LOVE hosting
Hiking With Dogs: Winter Safety Tips
We love to get outside all year round, and we live in Indiana--it gets cold! and dark! and snowy! In fact, the day I'm writing this, we experienced an ice storm overnight that closed schools, and now it's snowing on top of the ice. This weather makes me want to bundle up, throw Coop's coat and boots on, and hit the trails! Why? Because they will be quiet! We'll have the place to ourselves!
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