Mammal Mondays: Pup in a Box

Sweet Sherman is crate trained, meaning that he sleeps in his kennel when I’m at work, and when I need him out from underfoot so that he doesn’t attempt very bad things, like attempting to steal hot food from the top of the stove. Crate training is a pretty standard practice among dog owners right…

Three Dollars I’ll Never See Again

Last summer, a few weeks before I moved into the dollhouse, I bought rosebushes at Canadian Tire. Cue the cringing by dedicated gardeners everywhere. I realize that I could have gone to a real greenhouse, a trusted merchant of green and growing things, to buy my roses. Generally speaking, I kill more plants than Roundup,…