Category Archives: Dogs

Horse Eats Hound

Yes, the vacuum is running. And, no, the greyhound isn’t budging from his spot on the carpet. In fact, his head is up is because he saw me with the camera and wondered what was going on.  In the absence … Continue reading

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Slaughterhouse Kirby

Saturday morning at Casa de Kirby. At the obscenely early hour of 6:30, the greyhound hops up from his pile of bedding on my husband’s side of the bed and starts making slobbery snorting noises. A few minutes later, my … Continue reading

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Scars

I still can’t draw people. Not very well, anyway. I’m starting to think it’s some kind of weird psychological hang-up, because I don’t have the same problem with animals. Human proportions, for some reason, don’t make sense to my artist’s … Continue reading

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Murder Most Foul

Today, on the very day that my Cyber Monday purchase–two gopher traps–shipped, I find my nemesis in the yard, D.E.A.D, dead. Yes, ding-dong, the wicked rodent’s dead. Friends know that as a rule, my garden is a welcoming place to … Continue reading

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Race Cars, Not Dogs

In which I ensure that I never sell any books to anyone in the greyhound racing industry.* (*No, I’m not calling it a “sport.”) Like I give three shits. You would think, given the proliferation of casinos and other forms … Continue reading

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I’m Magical. I Made Food.

This is comic gold.  Especially for dog people. Packing all of your belongings into a U-Haul and then transporting them across several states is nearly as stressful and futile as trying to run away from lava in swim fins. Casa … Continue reading

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Fifi, Is That You?

This is clearly a case of what happens when you give a dog access to the Internet. To ‘Your Retail Store’: Today I went into your store, and I was appalled and disgusted that you blasphemed Almighty God Jesus Christ … Continue reading

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