Mammal Mondays: Going Nowhere Fast

A few weeks ago, I wrote about Sherman’s treadmill. Even my own mother seemed floored that I’d invest in exercise equipment for my dog, but trust me when I say that little treadmill is the best fifty bucks I’ve spent in quite some time. Sherm loves his treadmill. Often now, when I try to let…

Mammal Mondays: Leroy On the Lam

I’m at The Electrician’s house, growling at the keyboard on his laptop: I miss my MacBook: stupid PC keyboard. I really should have just packed it, weight of my luggage be damned. Anyway, this is a post about everyone’s favorite dumb cat. Saturday night I was a sassy package of Martha Stewart, Betty Crocker, and…