[tweetmeme source=”elizabethev” only_single=false] Clark’s a bit like a shark smelling blood when it comes to new dog toys. If he senses the slightest weakness in form or construction, he goes in for the kill. His attacks are merciless, swift and proceeded with little– if any– warning. I’ve taken to hiding his tortured toys, waiting for the perfect moment to sneak past him and make a dash for the trash room. Unfortunately,…
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Today: Happy Clarkiversary.
[tweetmeme source=”elizabethev” only_single=false] A long time ago, in a land far, far away (okay, fine– it was Brookline and the year was 2009), a little six-month-old tiger brindle sat by the front door alongside assorted other French bulldogs, at the home of a reputable dentist…
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Today: You might say this is ludacris.
…And you’d be justified. Here are a few Ludacris ideas I’ve dreamed up as of late: Getting a second dog Not some day when we have a big yard, or when I move to Alaska to become a competitive musher and need something with a…
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Today: Bi(r)d adieu to Harwich.
When my mom turned fifty a year older, my siblings and I had the genius idea to buy her a pair of love birds. I think, technically, I had the idea and convinced them to go along with it… but once you hear how this…