Category Archives: 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.

Love Is a Many Splendored Thing

The other day, Delilah was asking about Madden…our German Shepherd who died suddenly of kidney failure last month.  Dee’s only 2, so she isn’t really developmentally able to grasp death yet (trust me, I asked like every expert in ear … Continue reading

Introducing Otis Redding

Because he’s red.  And he’s awesome.  You can call him Otie.  Dee does.  11 Weeks Old, and Fifteen lbs of sweet Coonhound/Lab love.  Our hearts still hurt, but this little guy is like a dose of percocet for the soul. … Continue reading

Goodnight Sweet Girl

Maddie and Scott in the old Bronco, December ’05.  

Fuck.

I just buried my face in the hound dog’s fur and cried.  I told her I need her to be strong and healthy for a long time.  I let her lick my tears.  Totally gross, I know, but the hound … Continue reading

Ebony and Ivory

My parent’s dog Stealth is visiting us for the weekend.   He’s a handsome devil, isn’t he? {and yes, Delilah IS holding two boob shaped bottles.  Don’t ask.}