PinnedPublished inThe MemoiristThere’s No Stronger Love Than the One with My Childhood DogIt’s been more than 45 years, but I’ll never forget Newfie.May 301May 301
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I almost didn’t become a writer because of an embarrassing faux pas.But eventually my biggest weakness became my greatest muse.Sep 15, 20232Sep 15, 20232
Gone almost two years now, I miss my Alfie's (a Great Pyrenees cross) copious, viscous, malleable…Sep 6, 2022Sep 6, 2022
Published inPetnessGuilt and shame — two reasons why no one talks about canine behavioural euthanasiaThe hardest decision I’ve ever had to make, but the only one I couldAug 8, 20228Aug 8, 20228
When I start freelancing next year, I'll never take a gig that pays by the word.Jul 29, 2022Jul 29, 2022
