A few times each summer, I indulge in one of my life’s greatest pleasures by reading a book cover-to-cover in one sitting. Most often, my marathon reading takes place over the wee hours of the morning, when I don’t have to deal with phone calls, texts, or feeding myself or the mammals. I really wasn’t…
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Mammal Mondays: The Purloined Pound Cake
In general, Sherman is a very good dog. He doesn’t chew up things that belong to me, he poops outside only, and (except for “his” chair) he stays off the furniture. Besides his deadly gaseous emissions, he’s an ideal pooch for my lifestyle. The walls caved in on the whole “good dog” thing late last…