As long as we’re RVing, we’re not getting another dog. But trying to donate Buddy’s stuff to Greyhound rescue became a real struggle. Then, it turned into something wonderful.
As we criss-crossed the U.S. in our RV, our Greyhound John Lee seemed increasingly anxious. As it turned out, he was very ill. How we’re coping. What’s next.
John Lee takes over the blog and tries to make sense of what his humans have done.
“Laurie. Laurie. Laurie –” Brian’s voice startles me to semi-consciousness as he’s jumping out of bed to scoop Laurie up. It’s too late. A puddle of dog pee soaks into the carpet as he carries Laurie, our 14-year-old Greyhound, outside and into the yard. It’s 3:30 AM. This, unfortunately, is the usual time Laurie needs […]
During the last year or so, life had grown too complicated for me to handle with grace. I maxed out on responsibilities, then struggled to keep up when some of my obligations grew to require greater physical effort, more time or a better attitude than I could muster to counter the stress. I was supposed […]