Remembering Indy
Please be advised that this is a self-indulgent post, meant to chronicle the life of a good dog. It is long. It contains many pictures. You have been warned.
Things That Go Moo in the Night
My fascination with horror films ended rather abruptly when I started itching with a bad case of poison ivy during a movie about a flesh eating virus.
Increasing the Volume
There are many phrases that describe me but the phrase “amply-endowed” is not one of them.
One of the Lucky Ones
Stalking is no joke. It’s not flattering, or funny. It doesn’t show you care. It’s not romantic. It has nothing to do with love.