Oh, no. This is heartbreaking. I'm so sorry this happened and send all my best wishes to you both.

My smartwatch thinks that flipping through hangers at the thrift store is a workout. I can be okay with that.

Can't wait can't wait can't wait can't wait!

But...maybe it's not. Just this once. I'd be putting my flesh on the line but if presented with that glorious floof there's no way I could resist. Luckily, you know better than I do.

Ohhhhhhh, Lucy. My heartfelt sympathies to you both.

I was so excited to see this, but it looks like Consumer Reports has blocked this for library users to save it for paid subscribers. Thank you for sharing it, though!

Oh, that face!

I'm sad I didn't know they were so amazing until we met our Ziggy. He's got some other dog anxiety, too, so we keep him leashed and are starting classes with a trainer next week. But this is my view of him right this second and I don't know how I lived without him. 🩵

Infuriating. We just adopted a pit mix this year, and it's people like this making everything harder for the rest of us. Yay for Lucy, and you, and sweet Greyson.

When the VO at the beginning of the Maplecroft audiobook mis-pronounces your name, it stops me in my tracks every time. (if I'm remembering right that it's supposed to be like the drink) Love the book, though!

The swirl on the tummy! I just can't! If I lived in your house I'd have no fingers, because you've repeatedly told us it is, in fact, a trap.

"Thanks for not creeping me out right before I lost consciousness. " 🤷🏻‍♀️

I get so damn annoyed every time you cover all likely avenues of scolding ahead of time, because I know exactly why you have to and it just pisses me off. (To be clear, zero of that annoyance is with you.)

This marinade/brine is incredible! I've never bothered with the sugar syrup, I've never missed it. http://thebarbeehousewife.com/2013/07/23/jalapeno-buttermilk-brined-grilled-chicken/