Since I retired from my teaching position in June, my husband has been trying to convince me that our pointer/lab mix, Pepper, needs a playmate. For me, one dog and one cat are enough; I’m already playing a lot of…

Last October Pepper was sent to the emergency vet by the cat. When the vet was finished, he called the cat a psycho-ninja-sniper-kitty. The “kitty” had, in one swipe of one paw with one claw, punctured one of the arteries…

Seven weeks ago, our long-time (14 years) loyal friend Harley was diagnosed with stage 3 or 4 aggressive oral cancer. Two weeks later, we (my husband and I) sat with him in the vet’s office while he drifted into heaven…