I canít remember a time when I didnít love dogs. My current dog is a very small Boston Terrier named Miss Dot, who serves as my writing companion when she isnít busy telling me what to do.
To me, a house does not feel like a home without a dog. When (more…)
Web diary: 'One Author's Life'
October 7, 2015
We came home from church and were still in our Sunday best. My two older brothers raced upstairs to change. Mom headed for the kitchen. My sister and I were in the living room with Dad when he turned on the TV to check the news Ė not a habit in our family, but then again, the previous few days had been unlike any others. (more…)