Today would have been Woofie’s birthday. He was the black miniature poodle we had when I was growing up. Here he is as a puppy: Here he is letting it all hang out: And here… MORE
Mid-yawn. Full yawn.
My mom often talks about how Tobey gives her a guilt trip when she’s trying to leave the house without him and I often think she’s projecting/imagining because how can a dog give you a… MORE
So I’m back in New York after six intense weeks of Marvin care and I have so many things to say it’s making it hard for me to say anything. This is a hazard when… MORE
There are loads of photos that have been sitting on my phone or computer that I’ve been meaning to put on this blog and I think the time is now. Here’s my mom and Tobey… MORE
If you only watch one clip, please watch this bit of hard-hitting journalism. Also: man alive I’m loud! Clip won’t play? Watch here.
Here’s Tobey on my mom’s lap in Brooklyn. We were at a cafe called Provence en Boite. Tobey affected a French accent which is so like him.
Today is someone’s birthday. He is small, white and fluffy, afraid of balloons and today he is two years old although he doesn’t look a day over 1. Here he is rolling over. Here’s a… MORE
The September photo of the Tobey calendar my sister gave my family for Christmas last year is especially adorable. I am staring at it right now instead of writing, which I’m also doing right now,… MORE
It was time for my bi-annual flossing so I put on my flossing outfit (coconuts, sweatpants, a turban) and went to town and now there’s a metallic, bloody taste happening on the upper right side… MORE