Dog Burglar

I’m not stealthy, so I will never be a cat burglar. With that cleared up, I’ll tell you a story.  We have some friends nearby who are in that special friend category where you’ve lost count of who cooked dinner for whom the most (or brought drinks or took care of the other people’s dog,…

Of Dogs and Mail: Henry and Claude

Picking up a friend’s mail this week (he’s out of town, I’m not stealing mail or anything) has reminded me of some other house-sitting-ish experiences from my past, so let me take you back to 2006, when a young me was living on her own for the first time. This was post-college, pre-Peanut, and I…