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

Henry in a Handbasket

A certain pup, known in some parts as Oliver Twist, just celebrated his third birthday. Meanwhile, another pup, or should I say, dog of royal descent who shall remain nameless, wasn’t too happy about it. In a funk, because of the birthday and because his favorite television series had just ended its six-year run. Here was my first clue that he was out of sorts:

“The world is going to hell in a handbasket,” declared the royal canine. Continue reading

Somebody, Talk Me Down!

I can’t watch the presidential elections anymore. I can’t. I absolutely cannot! It’s killing me. If I hear one more insult, one more low blow, I’m going to run for the hills. And by that I mean Canada or, better … Continue reading

Some Smart Phone!

Some Smart Phone!

I forgot my phone. I’m sitting in the auto repair shop entrance where I’m waiting for my car’s oil change, and I forgot to bring my smart phone along. My smart phone. Hah! If it’s so smart, why didn’t it … Continue reading