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.

The Happiest Place on Earth

Maybe not the brightest idea two pregnant chicks have ever had, but my friend Amber (who’s due a mere two days before me) and I decided to attempt to beat the heat and take a 9am hike down Runyon Canyon … Continue reading →

D.H. – a study in orange.

One Sunday morning in New York, my room mates and I grabbed some coffee and started a trek uptown to the 101st street ASPCA. We’d been tossing around the idea of getting a dog (much to Katie and Amy’s dismay, … Continue reading →

Apparently, I used to be cool, too.

So, a comment from my friend Eric yesterday (he was dissapointed that I had blogged about J&K+8…but c’mon – Jon IS a total douchnozzle) got me thinking. Has pregnancy made me soft? Has my sense of humor gone the way … Continue reading →

a little hound for a rainy day.

Just stumbled across this picture of me and the hound from the day we brought her home on the subway. That freakishly proportioned snugglefest made for one cute puppy.

The Adventures of Madden the Goat-Dog

There are some things that just have to stay between dog and owner. Well, this is our dirty little secret. You’ve heard the expression the Cobbler’s son has no shoes? Well, Madden, since the day she snuggled up … Continue reading →