Tag: Dogs

for all of the dogs, and all those who love them

We lost a lot of great things in 2016: Prince, Bowie, relationships, Muhammad Ali, human decency, Leonard Cohen, Alan Thicke, the meaning of words, Nancy Reagan, America, Harper Lee, Elie Wiesel, foresight, Alan Rickman, Doris Roberts, forward progress, Merle Haggard. But two “things” that…

the dog and pony show

All right little ladies. And when I say little, I’m specifically referring to ladies between the age when you start asking your parents for a pony for Christmas, to whenever that stops (i.e. you realize it’s never gonna happen, so you may as well…

love, undefined

It’s hard to imagine that I sat in this very same seat at the Rovaniemi airport, just two short months ago, anxiously awaiting the bus that would take me to husky heaven, with no idea what life at Korvala was like. Now I sit…

the indelicate dance of the dogs

If you spend a significant amount of time with more dogs than people, you’ll find they have this way of becoming your people. You start referring to them in human contexts: who’s crushing on whom, who makes up the old married couples, who had scandalous flings…

time flies, but to where?

Usvatanssin Kennel is the kind of place you find yourself thinking about long after you’ve left, the kind of place you come back to. It’s the kind of place you want to tell your friends and family about, but struggle to find the right…

Usvatanssin Kennel

I recognized the doubt rooted deep in Charlotte’s eyes as I answered her question. I knew that look well; it had been plastered all over my face just three short weeks earlier. “There are so many of them. How do you remember all of the…

the money tree & the ticking clock

The First of April, the Day of Fools, triggered my external Travel Clock. I can barely hear the T-Clock ticking right now, but I’m aware of its existence out there, somewhere, slowly tocking, currently muffled by the thick, plush safety blanket made of cash-money. It’s…

hello from the top of the world, arctic lapland

Seven days ago, a tornado ripped through Life As I Know It, shook things up in a snow globe fashion, and dropped me and a backpack overstuffed (like, really overstuffed) with Life Part Deux in Arctic Lapland. I’ve completed the Quit Your Day Job…

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