A Day Without a Dog

…or a few hours anyway. So rarely does the house smell as good as it does when there’s no Labrador to shed all over it. I love this dog (now) but I am always glad for these blue moon opportunities to thoroughly mop the hell out of the floors she encrusts with her poochy filth for hours every day. While I wait for the floor to dry as I am stranded on this island of a computer chair, I’m re-familiarizing myself with the sweet rock … Continue reading