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I guess we have cats now?! (sorry Scott)
To be clear, I didn’t initate this. It just sort of happened.
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The great dog-off
This past week we had two dogs stay with us on two separate nights as a way to find out which one would be the best match for our family. Pup Idol. Dogvivor. The Bark-chelor. House of Paws. You get the idea. It was a bit of a surreal speed dating experience but super valuable,…
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Rubee hurt
Our dog Rubee got a nasty cut on her leg while she and I were out running. She ran off into the woods towards the end of our route, same thing she’s done a hundred times, but when she came back she was limping and bleeding quite badly. After an emergency vet appointment, they booked…
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Throwing the ball, losing the ball
My dog Rubee loves to play fetch while we’re on our runs. Actually, she likes to play “half fetch”. Either that, or she has an entirely different definition of what fetch means. My definition of fetch: I throw the ball as hard as I can. You chase after the ball as fast as you can.…
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The year of the dog
We now own a dog. We are now “dog owners”. Our house now has a distinct dog owner smell that we cannot detect but others certainly can. We are out first thing in the morning and in the evening with the other dog owners and are now recognized as “one of us” instead of “one…
Writing and drawings by Nick.
