I was adopted by my parents when I was a baby. I have never felt the need to find my biologicals because to me the physical act of procreation and giving birth does not really make you a parent. Parents are the people who clean up after you when you hurl, pretend that you are [...]
Archive for the ‘fur kids’ Category
Dexter
I am trying to write about Dexter. I thought it would be cathartic. I thought it would help me deal with the emotions caused by the sudden loss of our 7-year-old dog. All it does is make me cry again. And I don’t want to cry when I think about Dexter the Wonder Pooch. He [...]
Home
Because I am riddled with H1N1, I am not fit to be in the company of regular folks. Which means I have days off from work. Which, frankly, doesn’t suck. This may be the best part of piggy flu. I really love my home. We have a nice house on a nice cul-de-sac in a [...]







