A couple weekends ago, my mom and her family took me on this long car drive to what my mom called Hocking Hills. When we got there, my mom put my leash on this post and started unpacking the car. It made me nervous, of course, cause while I like the outside, I am not,... Continue Reading →
The Tale of the Broken Toe
It has been 12 months and 8 days since my dog broke her toe falling up the stairs. She got her coordination from watching me I guess. It has been 11 months since her toe was amputated. Bet you weren’t expecting that, huh? Neither was I. I initially took her to a 24/7 emergency... Continue Reading →