Two Men and a Baby (and Two Dogs)
Ah, such a good day we had planned! What a great adventure it would be! A sunny Sunday with my
Two men . . .
son Greg, my grandson, Ryan, Greg’s dog, Ruckus, and Kemba — all of us heading off for a hike around Lake Mohegan….
The Apprentice
Well, it certainly took him long enough! I cannot tell you how hard I’ve tried to get through to that goody-four-shoes! Seriously, how many times do I have to listen to Beagle Man telling his dog park buddies, “Kemba’s not really food-obsessed. At least not like
Demonstratin’ dog
Carol had signed up both of us for last Saturday’s March For Our Lives, Manchester VT edition. I told her I’d go — unless the skiing was too good to pass up. I was joking. I’d always intended to take part…
Kemba the Komfort Dog
Pure comfort
Nope, this is not a P.S. to last month’s post on those low-life service dog scammers. This is about a real comfort dog. He’s got no official vest, and he doesn’t have special dispensation to hang with me at bar…
Wordless Wednesday
Wordless Wednesday
[caption id="attachment_6901" align="aligncenter" width="425"] Kemba, Ricky (from his frame right above my desk), and I watch the Duck Tollers compete for Best in Breed yesterday at the Westminster Dog Show 🙂
Service Dog? (Yeah, Right!)
So there we were, Matt and I, sitting in front of Jack’s Coffee in Amagansett, eating our egg-and-cheese, drinking our beverage. Relaxing. Not sure if this was last summer or the one before; doesn’t really matter. A guy who Matt apparently knows starts talking to us. He’s carrying in his arms…
Useless?
Beagle Man and I have a joke about Mom. We call her “Miss Useless.” Here’s why. Let’s say I bring a tennis ball to Beagle Man. Will he throw it? Of course! Robby? Yes. Greg? Yes. Matt? Yes. But Mom? Never. I’ll drop the ball right in her lap while she’s reading — and she’ll just bru…
When Your Dog Is Sick
My wingman
If you can remember back to when your kids were little, you’ll know exactly what I’m talking about. Or if you have a dog you treat like a little kid, you’ll also know what I’m talking about. Kemba had a stomach b…
Truce!
Matt’s 36. Greg is 33. Robby’s 24. So you’d think my days of dealing with sibling rivalry were history.
Then came Kemba. And Baby Ryan.
Technically, they’re not siblings. (Okay, technically they’re not even the same species.) But now that Greg and Kelly have moved up from NYC to WePo, Kemba…