I wanted this to start out about Henriettta. I guess it still does, but you'll see how the world can change your plans.
If you read my column, you have probably picked up on the fact that I am very annoyed by the ways pet foods are marketed to the public.
Violence against others, be they a female, male, dog, cat or salamander, is never desirable.
A few weeks ago, I wrote an article that mentioned taking steps to care for your pets in case you die.
They came from outer space. Of course, there was xenophobia to deal with, but they gradually became integrated into society and held many respectable roles, including police detectives.
If you have a toothache, you're using them. If you stub your toe, you're using them.
Thanks to my grandmother, I am now at peace with Kenny Rogers.
Words can hurt. Believe me, I know. If you've ever written a column and gotten some less-than-loving feedback, you understand.
Most pet owners have heard of the parvo virus. Perhaps not as many know much about it.
I was raised by dogs. Well, sort of.
Is it awkward when you go in for your yearly physical and your doctor leans in and sniffs your ears?
That Sam. That Sam! That dog Sam.
Singer Taylor Swift has said a player's gonna play, play, play, play, play. And similar is true for a baker (gonna bake, bake, bake, bake, bake).
If you read my column regularly, you're aware I'm a nerd, a nerd of many colors.
My vocation can make you a bit nutty. Or maybe you have to be eccentric to even get involved.
I recommend people having pets.
You've frequently read my recommendations on keeping your pet healthy and saving yourself a ton of hassle. Most of these are applicable to the majority of pets and owners.
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