Wracked with Guilt over Henry & Oliver

I don’t think I’m the only one who leaves home each morning to head for work, but could I be the only one who does so wracked with guilt thanks to my pets? Continue reading

Henry & The Boy Wonder

Last night after Henry’s appetite was satiated, thanks to a dinner of salmon and rice, and after a rather pleasant constitutional, the Cavalier King Charles Spaniel rested idly on the couch. With all the reverence I could muster, I said this to his Highness, who without any question, descends from royalty:

“Master Henry, as I am heading to the country soon for a long, relaxing weekend, would you be so kind to post a blog in my stead?” Continue reading

A Wall is a Wall–Or is It?

Houses and buildings have walls, it goes without saying, and and thank goodness bathrooms have walls because Lord knows, walls come in handy for those moments when privacy is what’s needed.
And then there’s Trump’s wall. The wall to end all walls, if you ask me. Continue reading