November 20, 2011
Tessa reported first thing this morning that Gorbachev, the cat, slept with her all night– something that hasn’t happened in months. Because it’s my job to explain every occurrence, I pronounced that she is seeking comfort and shelter from the Doggy Apocalypse. Our house is currently occupied by seven dogs. Obviously, Gorbachev counted the dogs [...]
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September 14, 2011
I sleep with a lady who collects dogs. I’m allergic to dogs. Had to pay 400 smackers for the skin test, so I’ve got proof. Of course, this woman and I love each other, so we compromise: I take antihistamines. And sweat. And kick them off the bed after Tessa goes to sleep. And I [...]
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