Almost Haiku: Ninety-Eight

Shovel strikes hard summer soil beneath a fainting sun— young dog’s resting place.

Meet Beethoven–Not the One You Think

I may have a certain reputation as a cat person. In fact, a psychotherapist friend once joked with me to be careful not to become one of those "crazy cat persons". I like to think I haven't, at least not yet. And if there are any doubts, I think this post will dispel them. You … Continue reading Meet Beethoven–Not the One You Think