Show me SOCK

“Hey buddy, where’s my sock?”  Sherlock tilted his head. “What did you do with my sock?  This sock.”  I held up my lone Injinji sock.  He touched it with his nose. “Good boy, show me SOCK.  Yes, SOCK.”  He touched it again and swished his tail…and did.not.move.   I tore Read more…

Gettin’ Closer

“Hurry up,” I tell my wrist, “You’ve got five days to heal.” Last week I got up early to work out.  I got my weights out and set them by the door.  Half-asleep, I skipped around the room to warm up, and immediately tripped over the weights I’d just placed there. Read more…

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