There are places in life that hold deep meaning. Sacred places. Places of restoration and memory. For some people that place is church. For some people it is the mountains.…
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This is how you know spring has arrived in our house - not by the calendar, not by the pollen count, not even by the way the light lingers longer…
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Winnie Lew did not come into my life so much as assume her post. From the moment I got her, it was clear she had been appointed—by forces known only…
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When your dog gives up control, treats, and the moral high ground—one paw at a time.
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She looks like a dog created by committee. Her face is expressive in a way that suggests she is constantly disappointed in my life choices. And her tail—her tail looks…
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For the uninitiated, a “Gotcha Day” is the anniversary of the day you adopted your pet. It’s like a birthday, only with more gratitude, fewer awkward relatives, and — if…
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Winnie Lew will put up with a lot – especially if she thinks she is making folks, especially me, happy. But my co-pilot has made it clear she draws the…
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I know she doesn’t realize it is her first day of school, but her mother does. I feel like I should be packing her a lunch and putting it in…
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Ahhhh . . . summer. The time of fireflies, flip flops, and Coppertone.
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I am a creature of habit, and because of that, my creature, Winnie Lew, is also a creature of habit.
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