Marley Goes Naked
Posted by Holly Jarrett 04/29/15
The temperature was only in the mid-70s, yet Marley was panting as though he had been dropped in the epicenter of the Sonoran Desert. Clearly, he would not make it this summer as a Muppet. Out came the clippers.
At the conclusion of his shave, I looked upon his scrawny frame, finding it hard to imagine that at least some of his little personality was not cut away along with all that fur. And, evidently he ...
Posted by Holly Jarrett 04/08/15
Today was different. Mom says it was a "good" day, that I was a "good" dog. Tilly says that good dog does not mean good things. Good dog means hunger. Good dog means boring.
Tilly has agreed to teach me the finer points of not being a good dog.
Tilly provided me with a list:
Always be ready for opportunities. These might come in the form of an unattended chicken leg, or a bag of Skittles carelessly placed on ...