Me Talking About My Dogs

Posts in which I talk about my dogs, something that pretty much only I – and possibly my husband – would be interested in reading about. And yet I do it anyway. ‘Cause fuck you.

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Best Friends Forever

Sophie McHounderson died Sunday after a long battle with doorbells and vacuum cleaners. (Her body was also riddled with cancer, but that didnt get her down much.) She spent her final days eating McDonalds cheeseburgers, singing harmonies with fire engines, and burying stuff in the yard. She wants her brother Otis to know that if he digs that shit up… Read more →

Sophie and Me.

I was a wee college student in New York City when we brought her home on the subway in the first week of February 2002. She was an 8 week old puppy who’d been abandoned along with the rest of her litter in the Bronx. She wasn’t anything like what I thought we’d be adopting that day but a few… Read more →