It’s hard to pinpoint when my romantic notions of olives started. Â Certainly not when the school nurse warmed up a spoonful of olive oil over a bunsen burner poured it over a cottonwood plug that was unceremoniously jammed into my ailing ear with reassurance... 
It’s not like I didn’t spend hours training our basset hounds in basic dog etiquette. You know the usual commands of “sit, lie, come, stay, off, no, leave.” Trouble is that the trainer recommended food as the training incentive which in... 
Although I’m no fashionista it’s been a tough week dressing for weather.  With four seasons on show this week I’ve been underdressed on some days and overdressed on others.  From opening the curtains to a snowstorm to basking in summery... Having a canine guest always opens my eyes to animal behaviour I’m unfamiliar with.  That eager to please, what can I do to make you happy attitude missing from life with basset hounds.  Spend a few days with a Labrador and you get to know the true meaning of... For a long time I’ve never been able to reconcile why I can happily lead a crowded room of people at work yet crave peace and quiet.  A craving that usually has me avoiding social gatherings like the plague and then getting a bad rap of being antisocial.  I... 
