Today would have been Loolie’s 13th birthday. The two Rons, my friends in LA, sent me this poem by Robinson Jeffers. I will read it aloud at Sand Beach when I scatter Loolie’s ashes. I am not lonely. I am not afraid. I am still yours. The House Dog’s Grave (Haig, an English bulldog) I’ve […]
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“My Kind! ” serendipitous discovery on a backroad of Vermont when Loolie was a puppy. I’ve struggled to put down words to describe Loolie’s last day on The Mothership. It seemed divinely guided and, I believe, Loolie directed me in everything that happened that day. Even in this, she thought she was the alpha. Let […]
Scott and Katy could not have gone to Goa without the help of a remarkable friend in Maine who dropped everything to drive 2,050 miles to our home in North Carolina (roundtrip) to take in Loolie and Hershey for what was then an unknown period of time. Maureen Farr already had her own dog Max […]
…I’m allowing myself to experience fun again in small doses…
What are you going to do with the dogs?, Maureen asked us.
We hadn’t thought that far ahead….
I dreamed last night. I love a good dream! In my dream I was going to see Camelot at the Opera House in Stonington, Maine where I live in the summer. My friend Liam Neeson…
