Heading out to dinner last Friday night. I began scooping up my things — car keys, phone, reading glasses,
Time for a new wallet, looks like
mask — but I didn’t see my wallet in the drawer by the front door where I usually l…
Charlotte and Robert flanking me, “The Rev”
“We interrupt this blog about dogs to bring you some breaking news: The House Formerly Known as Camp Herman has been torn down . .”
That’s how I started my mid-June post (“Glory Da…
Kemba: “Mine!”
It was all quiet on the eastern front. I’d been flinging the Green Ball into the ocean for Kemba to retrieve for a good 45 minutes now, and he was happy to follow my command to “read and relax.” I was comfor…
Baby Kemba . . .
On October 25, 2014, I spotted baby Kemba striding happily along with Steve the Breeder in the parking lot of a Homewood Suites motel in Scarborough, Maine, near Portland. This was the rendezvous spot where …
[caption id="attachment_7756" align="alignright" width="300"] 7 Devon in all its splendor
We interrupt this blog about dogs to bring you some breaking news: The House Formerly Known as Camp Herman has been torn down.
Yes, the old white colonial on Devon Road, home to the Beagle Man and…
Maybe not reading. But definitely relaxing.
“Patient is a 70-year-old male” it said at the top of my doctor’s notes on the MyChart app. And my first reaction — I swear! — was “Who the hell is he talking about??”
Same thing w…
Canine cool meets badass bandit
Is today Thursday? Or Friday? Wait —it’s Wednesday? Really? Hard to tell the difference during our shelter-at-home sabbatical. You just have to find your own ways to add a little spice to …
Back in stride
Kemba Walker Herman was cleared yesterday for light fetching-related activities. He’s spent the last two weeks on the Injured List after hyperextending his right front elbow while tumbling tail over teakettle …
