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whiffle
I'd always taken denial somewhat literally. When I'd think of denial, I'd think of someone consciously rejecting the truth. Someone making a concerted effort to pretend something. Read more [...]
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gussy-poo
That's what my sister called him. She'd brought him with her to San Francisco from Savannah when she moved in 2001, and for as long as I can remember, that's been her name for him. Read more [...]
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bliss
Taken while driving up to Portland from San Francisco with my sister.
One of the things I love most about dogs (on top of everything else) is how easy-to-please they are. A little food, a little love, and some head scritches are all they need to be happy.
You’d think it would be that easy for the rest of us.