“Thunder and lightning, very very frightening–me” Queen When I woke up this morning, they were already at it, and I walked into the kitchen and immediately slipped in a large pool of saliva that had apparently been dripping from the mouth of big Magic, my 125 pound scaredy cat Scottish deerhound. When I say “they”,… Continue reading The Thundershirt
Month: October 2013
The Face Of Hope
With special thanks to Dr. Dingle Spence. Thirty three years ago my husband and I went to Jamaica for a belated honeymoon. We got married on the last weekend of my internship year, and immediately flew back to Boston for me to start my second year of internal medicine training. Seven months later in the… Continue reading The Face Of Hope
It’s Always Something
When you are owned by a Scottish deerhound, or two or three, you get the pleasure of their company on your couch, the soulful gaze of their soft brown eyes as they gently interfere with your reading and typing, and occasionally the crunching sound of the prime rib that was marinating on the countertop before… Continue reading It’s Always Something
The Adventures of Dad, Yes, Again
You can ask anyone—I have absolutely NO sense of direction whatsoever, and am completely geographically challenged. In fifth grade, just like everyone else, I learned all of the states and their capitals. Today, if you put a map in front of me, I can still name the states of the West Coast, the Deep South,… Continue reading The Adventures of Dad, Yes, Again