Before Dogs, I Used To Have a House That Martha Stewart Could Live In…
There was a brief window in my adult life — maybe a couple of years — when I lived without dogs. My business had taken off, I was earning a good living, and my house reflected it. I’m talking actual white furniture. A cream-colored area rug that I vacuumed voluntarily. Friends would come over and compliment the place, and I’d do that thing where you wave your hand like it was nothing, when really I’d spent the whole morning … Read More
Why is it that for so many people, the thought of a life without a dog feels incomplete, almost unbearable? (I know I fall squarely in that camp…) Of course, we love their playful energy and loyal companionship, but I think it’s something deeper, rooted in our primal biology.
I have never lived with a foo-foo dog before. All of my many dogs over the years have stood on their own four paws, rain or shine.
