Tag: Dogs

How to Give a Dog a Bath

How to Give a Dog a Bath

When the dog starts to smell like Eau de Garbage, his breath is bad enough to peel paint off the walls, and people think he is a brown dog when really he is white, I know it’s time to give him a bath. Since I am the one who feeds, walks and cleans up after him, it has fallen to…

A Nip-Nip Here, A Tuck-Tuck There and a Couple of La Di Das…

A Nip-Nip Here, A Tuck-Tuck There and a Couple of La Di Das…

As a columnist/blogger, I’m used to getting PR pitches for products, authors, and experts looking for some exposure on my blog. The pitches run from the mundane to the somewhat outrageous. Yet nothing in my pitch-receiving past prepared me for the email I got today. It was for an expert on Cosmetic Procedures for Pets. Really. As a longtime pet…

Here's the Inspiration for the Phrase: Dirty Dog

Here's the Inspiration for the Phrase: Dirty Dog

I was having a lovely sunday, the first time in two months I’d actually stopped and relaxed. The sun was shining, the birds were singing, and the dog… apparently… was digging a hole… in the mud. In case you can’t tell, the white part is the dog. *       *       * LOST IN SUBURBIA BOOK…

The Dog is Out to Ruin Me

The Dog is Out to Ruin Me

If you read my post last week about my phone call with The Today Show, then you know how the dog chose that exact moment to interrupt my call and pee all over the floor. Then when I tired to clean up the mess while still on the call, I managed to throw my phone across the room and hang…

Sit, Stay and Buy Me Something Shiny

Sit, Stay and Buy Me Something Shiny

(This story is part of the collection of essays in my first book, “Rebel without a Minivan.” Since we just adopted a new puppy and are reliving those awesome housebreaking days all over again, I thought I would share it here!) Once we got our new puppy, I immediately started counting the days to when he could start obedience school.…

In Mourning…

In Mourning…

Today I realized something I had always suspected but never actually had to confront: It is hard to be funny when your heart is breaking. Our sweet, wonderful dog Riley, who was the subject of many of my columns, my constant companion, and the only one of my children who bathed regularly, put away his toys, and was potty trained…