I was not a dog person.
Over the last 40 years, three amazing dogs have changed me.
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The year was 1996. My sons, ages two and four, were running
around the kitchen table, wearing old 1970s “Rhoda-style” scarves,
like capes. Superman and Batman were in the building!
The weather has turned to crap, and I have fallen into scores of internet-based rabbit holes.
As a child I asked my Irish mother why people read obituaries.
Here’s a video of story I read at the Filet of Sole Festival in Chicago last month. Please remember that I once had hair.
My butt implants have slipped, but now I have killer calves. That’s the last time I will go to Costco for cosmetic surgery.
