This photo was taken on my 40th birthday, five years ago when my golden retriever sweetheart, Italia was just six-years-old. It’s been over nine months since her passing and my family and I still miss her. Thankfully, we are strong enough to reminisce and keep her memory eternal.
Caption posted on 9/23/2012 – “She’s my “42 year old” furry best friend, and she moves a little slower, barks a little less, listens harder, chases less, paces more, plays fairly, snores intensely, wags her tail all day/everyday, and loves limitlessly. She reassures me that middle age continues to bring so many gifts. I’m excited to lift the calendar page to enter a new decade of golden dreams!” Continue reading “Italia was my Furry Best Friend – I Miss my Dog”
Frankie – Eight-Weeks-Young
Louie – Five-Years-Old
I Hate Puppies! is contemporary canine fiction told in first-person by an adult sheltie who lacks puppy love for his adopted sister, an obnoxiously cute golden retriever. She moves in with the Lucchessi family when she’s eight-weeks-old and has been a pain in her brother’s tail ever since. Continue reading “Coming Soon: I Hate Puppies!”
Here’s all I have for this blog.
I am overwhelmed, friends. I can’t get my thoughts straight. Maybe it’s the Hashimoto’s. Maybe it’s the puppy. Could be the thought of the wine I will reward myself with after my tasks are done this gorgeous Saturday. Continue reading “Should I build a website tonight? I’d rather drink cab, pet my puppy, and scrub my toilet…”