Noah – The Mind Reader

It’s been over four fuckin’ years of restlessness. Aching restlessness. But it’s also meant four years of a living, breathing, meaningful  existence.   Noah is the dog I adopted from a shelter, at a time when I was as broken as he was. He greets me the same way each day. Bushy tail swinging side to…

Conversations with the floppy-eared Monster

(This is a long, rambling conversation with the notorious big, bad wolf. Dive-in if you’re not the faint-hearted) Nis: Hey Noah! (Whistles)…  Hello…. What’s up? Noah: (Bushy tail swishing side to side)…. Kee.. Kee…Kee…  (I’m happy to see you but don’t expect me to act like a goddamn Lab) (transitioning away from dogspeak) Nis: How…