The other morning I truly thought for a moment that Ella had at long last caught a squirrel. We were walking in Astoria Park in Queens, as we often do, where dogs are allowed to roam off-leash before 9:00 a.m. There's a lightly wooded section of
A couple of weird things happened yesterday. The first came relatively early, as Ella and I were out on our Sunday morning walk. █████ and I usually walk Ella together on Sunday mornings, but █████ had a cough and a fever so I was walking Ella alone. We try to walk her
It's raining fairly hard here in Chicago this morning—not like in Texas, certainly, but hard enough that there's standing water a foot deep in places on our street. Ella and I just got back from an hour-long walk in that deluge. We had a famous
Rat carcass in alley this evening. Tire tread on burst stomach. This city is afraid of me. I have seen its true face. Sad when you almost step in vermin, and the first panel of Watchmen is the thing that leaps to mind. At least I didn't skid
You always wondered what really goes into Kentucky Fried Chicken and Taco Bell food, right?
They say that stepping in dogshit first thing in the morning is good luck, right? Please tell me that's what they say. Oh, well, I guess it wasn't as bad as the day in November when I was carrying █████'s brother's suitcase out
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