My wife has become fascinated with a little bird friend that keeps visiting our backyard. The bird comes every morning and evening, perching itself on the far edge of the deck. The little guy peaks into our kitchen window and sings my wife a song. We’re by no means bird people, but my wife thinks... Continue Reading →
My party invitation
I stopped by the front desk and the maitre d' showed me to my table. "Right this way, Sir." The party was in full session. Oh, in reality I was just taking a short break from work and had stepped out onto our front porch to sit on a rocker, but when I closed my... Continue Reading →
When you need a friend
The meeting was winding to a close. I had been worried about it all morning. I wanted to make sure that my client got what she needed. It was made even more awkward because there seemed to be an abnormally high level of tension and a confrontation of egos over whose needs were more important.... Continue Reading →
An Amish barn raising
When friends learn that my mom was raised Amish, deciding to leave the church and her family when she was 17, I usually get a few strange looks. People want to know more about the conservative Old Order Amish Mennonite Church and why they shun electricity and modern technology. They usually have questions too about... Continue Reading →
Every dog has its day
It’s an established fact. My dog Nittany is crazy. I’ve written often over the years about how Nittany, our 14-year-old Lhasa Apsa – Bichon Frise, has lost her mind. She loves you one minute, licking your hands and cuddling as close as she can get, the next minute she'll stare right through you like you're... Continue Reading →
Come one, come all
The circus barker steps out from the closed tent and in front of the crowd of townsfolk. In his best over the top barker voice, he yells out, "Step right up, step right up, step right up, ladies and gentlemen, be prepared to be thrilled and amazed, enlightened and astonished, we have a wild and... Continue Reading →
The loss of a good friend
When my wife and I lived in Northern Virginia, we didn't have a lot of money. We were just starting our careers and pinching our pennies, keeping nights out to a minimum. After a long week of work, we would take the Metro into Washington, D.C. and visit the Smithsonian Institute's National Zoo or one... Continue Reading →
A lovable pup
I’ve written about Nittany, our 15-year-old Lhasa Apsa – Bichon Frise, a ton over the past several years. I most recently wrote in Every dog has its day about how she's getting older and how I worry about her. She's become my favorite topic. I love writing about her crazy tricks and "who-me?" attitude, but... Continue Reading →
Every dog has its day
Our dog Nittany jumped down from our couch the other night and she landed awkwardly on the hardwood floor on her back leg. Nittany, our fifteen-year-old, Lhasa Apsa – Bichon Frise, wobbled and then straightened up. She walked the rest of the night with a little hitch. She fortunately looked better the next day, but... Continue Reading →

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