"What do you want to do, write for MAD Magazine?" my dad asked. Concern on his brow. Disapproval in his tone. "Why can't you write about something else?" I shrugged. I thought it was funny. My fifth grade teacher, however,... Continue Reading →
I inherited a French Bulldog last January. While I am absolutely thrilled to have him, and love him to pieces just the way he is, I must say he is the least athletic dog I have ever seen. Thankfully, what... Continue Reading →
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