June 23, 2010
The Old Dog
She is seventeen now, and moving slowly. Our job is keeping her comfortable. It’s an honor to do it, considering all the comfort she has given to us. She still pees and poops to piss us off. We live in a dysfunctional world, family and dog-house-hold.

Heaven help us now
Why would we adopt such a mutt?
And why would God us…