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Category: Dogs
Tell Me a Sad Dog Story: Part One
Our dog died in the dining room. That’s not exactly accurate. He started dying in the dining room but he finished at the vet’s. Or he was finished. Like every aged dog we’d had before, six, in fact, I held his head while the… Continue Reading “Tell Me a Sad Dog Story: Part One”
Our Good Boy Goes Back to the Beach
Tomorrow we scatter Punchy’s ashes. We’ve had dogs die and not gotten their ashes but learned that this type of economizing is short-sighted and sad-making. Learning our lesson, Punchy’s remains have been in a beautifully detailed tiny urn for well over a year. He… Continue Reading “Our Good Boy Goes Back to the Beach”
Our Good Old Boy
My beloved Swirl is losing muscle mass in his head. This means that there are indentations on both sides of his head where, apparently, the muscle has withered. This is due to age or something else. The vet doesn’t know. We were at the… Continue Reading “Our Good Old Boy”
Swirl’s Views on Cricket’s Demise
Swirl has a thing or two to say about South Dakota Governor Kristi Noem shooting her dog, but he’s too busy pacing in anticipation of the big storm that is coming. He just can’t sit down long enough to collect his thoughts. Earlier today,… Continue Reading “Swirl’s Views on Cricket’s Demise”
Six Fascinating Things about Today
That my beloved and beautiful dog Swirl just ripped open a plastic bag full of litter box leavings and ate the cat’s poop has affected, at least momentarily, my near worship of him as a once in a lifetime dog. Said dog was on… Continue Reading “Six Fascinating Things about Today”
Freezing Fog at the Dog Park
The weather. First, the snow and then the incredible cold and then the freezing rain and ankle-deep slush had me swearing in the street where all the neighbors could hear if they were listening. Meanwhile, the man who just moved in to the house… Continue Reading “Freezing Fog at the Dog Park”
Swirl Understands What Tastes Great
Where and how do I start? Swirl. The amazing Swirl. I’d like Swirl to understand that wood is not a food, that he shouldn’t stand at a tree and chew on its branches, that digging for wood chips that are wet and soggy and full… Continue Reading “Swirl Understands What Tastes Great”
Frozen Morning at the Dog Park
It’s January. It’s the part of January when the snow is sharpened knives waiting for my mistake. If you’ve grown up here, you know the snow can cut you. It’s not farfetched. Just rare. At the dog park, old women walk with poles like… Continue Reading “Frozen Morning at the Dog Park”
Homesteading
Winter is coming so we thought Tempest might like her own cozy place. She sleeps inside with us but spends a lot of time outdoors. She is a sled dog, after all. Retirement doesn’t mean losing her zest for snow and cold. She’s been… Continue Reading “Homesteading”
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Listen to Jan read her essay “Billy” presented on WUWM’s Lake Effect
Jan’s essay “At the Breakfast Bar” on WUWM Lake Effect
Jan’s essay “The Parish Hall,” on WUWM Lake Effect
“Fury Cannot Touch Me,” Modern Love, NYT, 9/29/11
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