An Eye for Trouble

An Eye for Trouble

I've mentioned before that our oldest dog, Elly, is something of a terror. She's escaped from fenced yards, run through the house with a knife in her mouth (blade-side out), and eaten enough random detritus that her accrued medical bills probably could have sent Caitlin and I on a rather enjoyable vacation. For all of that, [...]

Dog Parents

Dog Parents

Caitlin and I got our first dog, Elly, almost four and a half years ago. Shortly after that - once we had gotten accustomed to the daily trauma that was being Elly's parents - we realized that we actually wanted to have two dogs. Concerns about space, apartment rentals, and money kept us from growing [...]

Immunity

In light of some of my recent commentary, some have wondered how well my manic beast survived the Fourth of July holiday. Elly survived, of course, though she didn't seem to enjoy the process all that much. What was probably the low point of her weekend came on Saturday night when a series of explosions [...]

The Panic of July

Caitlin and I have two dogs. The younger one is named Jersey and is sweet, affectionate, and great with people and animals alike. This is Jersey: The older one is named Elly. She is terrible. Don't get me wrong, I love Elly unconditionally - I might even love that dog too much for all the [...]