by shel | Nov 20, 2021 | George, Stanley
Brothers On Stanley’s last morning, I sat on the floor with him, line-combing his gorgeous coat. George (virtually blind and deaf) thumped past us on his way to the other end of the house. A few seconds later, George plodded past us in the other direction. George soon...
by shel | Jan 27, 2020 | Alice, George
Love Hurts George is in love. Alice and Nora are both in heat, but his heart belongs to Alice. George is a hardcore carboholic. He worships me but wouldn’t hesitate to sell me for parts if offered a brioche. The high point of George’s day is “bunny-time” when he...
by shel | Oct 21, 2019 | Alice, George
Squirrel Girl This morning I took the dogs out in the yard for a romp. I was down by the barn when Nora tore past me in hot pursuit of something. Before I could fully register what was happening, Nora spun around and locked eyes with me. Her cheeks bulged, and she had...
by shel | Apr 22, 2017 | George
Urgent Nap George is not a morning kind of guy. Some dogs leap up when they hear their bowl touched, but not George. Some come running at the sound of food being prepared, but not George. Some will come when called for breakfast, but not George. Most mornings, I walk...
by shel | Aug 27, 2014 | George
Sandy sheets Dearest George, You know you are always welcome in our bed. We enjoy snuggling with you and have to come to accept sandy sheets and soggy pillows as the price we pay for such an honour. I have but one question. When you decide to join us in the wee hours...
by shel | Aug 1, 2014 | George
Nighttime Playtime This morning at 1:00 AM, I was awakened by George’s big feet thumping around our bedroom. It’s not unusual to hear him stirring – changing sleeping positions, climbing into bed with us, or moving from couch to dog bed – but this was different....
