From the category archives:
As of today, I’ve liked 285 Facebook groups enough to press their “Like” buttons. That’s a lot of stuff for a J to approve of. Yes, one is the “I Hate Flo” fan club. But still, I like the fact that someone was bothered enough by the spokeshipster to start a Facebook group about it. [...]
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It all started Saturday morning when I was lured into the car by the scent of freshly purchased PetsMart items. Before I knew what hit me we were on 95 North without a potty break for miles. I’m 17, remember?? I like routine now. Dog parks, neighborhood strolls, shunning Sherry and stealing her toys. After [...]
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This is Olive and Sherry, reporting from the scene. The scene being the couch, where we’re lounging after a hike along the river. It’s what we do on Sundays with our moms. Know what else we do? We go for long walks around the neighborhood. We jump in the car whenever we hear “dog park.” [...]
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I’m the infamous Ankle-Biting Terrier. I make limited appearances these days because I’m almost 17 and I have better things to do with my life than free promos for you blogging idiots. So I guess it’s your lucky day. I was just relaxing here in my easy chair, cleaning out the old medicine chest. (It [...]
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I owe my first bout of tolerable running to a foster dog named Grace. She was a runner all right. Only problem was, if she ever got loose, she’d keep on running, and running, and running.
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Sherry came to a fork in the road. And she waited for her momma. I am fostering the most amazing dog on the planet. Smooches, kid. This is what a proud parent must feel like.
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One year after Sherry came hurtling through my house, obliterating my couch, mincing my speaker cords, and pooping two feet up the wall, she is now the picture of peaceful serenity. Mission accomplished.
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Whenever it comes to animals and their stories there’s always some good, some bad, and some seriously ugly in the mix.
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