
We drove by the house after another disappointing meeting with a landlord, who had answered our ad:
Three dogs are looking to rent a house.

We drove by the house after another disappointing meeting with a landlord, who had answered our ad:
Three dogs are looking to rent a house.

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If you follow the famous cooking blog RecipeTinEats, then you know Nagi and Dozer and their story—and you have cooked many of the wonderful recipes.

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Just around the corner, while walking our dogs, I ran into a neighbor whom I hadn’t seen in a long time. Coyotes, they are hungry (and thirsty) too. It’s brutally cold, the ground is frozen, and so is all the water.

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Currently, my biggest challenge is promoting my book. If it weren’t for the charity organizations that will (could) benefit from my future book sales, then I would probably say, “Well, WTH, I wrote a book. I published it! Well done,” and pat myself on one of my shoulders and forget all about it.

First, I bought a new microphone, because, of course, I will narrate my own book. Everybody is doing it, right? Well, turns out I am not everybody. I sound terrible, and it’s not just my accent.

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My workroom is a mess, but I’ve completed all projects on time, actually, a couple of days earlier than planned. My customers were pleased and very appreciative. A gigantic poinsettia is now displayed on our window, and a gift basket full of gluten and dairy goodness has been regifted to a neighbor’s home, and it will make their Christmas a bit heavier.
… This little girl and her partner in crime had me in stitches. This is going to be a good day. I got my morning laugh and will be smiling…
… My favorite calls from potential new customers: “Can you fix this, please?” My standard answer: “I am not a magician.” Followed by the question: “Is the dog still alive?”

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A photo taken during a lonely morning walk. I miss my walking buddy; he is waiting for me back home. Vader, our dog, got hurt a few weeks back when he jumped and ran in the field. He leaped over a fallen tree and landed in broken glass.

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Looking at me, with his white ‘paint mark’ that turned out to be a scar. He was not even three months old when he was left behind in a sink in a maintenance room at an apartment complex.