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I still think of Carmela the Basset Hound as though she were a long lost sister, just one with stubby legs and long, silly ears. For those of you who never read the Carmela Chronicles, she belonged to a snooty … Continue reading
Everything is making me cry. I’m like a raw nerve in jeans and a turtleneck. I’d like to blame it on the snow, but that would be too simple. Saw a three legged-labrador hopping down Third in a red ski … Continue reading
I just had such a fight with Frank the super over, why the kids in the building, can’t knock on friendly doors, like in the good old days. “It ain’t safe,” said he… “Older tenants are afraid to let people … Continue reading
It’s been almost a year since Carmela, the Basset Hound, left my life, yet I still think of her with such affection, making my heart pump in reverie. You don’t see very many Bassets here in the Big Apple: Labs, … Continue reading
I emptied a closet so he’d have his own, made a list of all he’d need. Even bought a snazzy dish I found in a thrift store. I was all ready. Snowdon the puma was going to be mine. Then … Continue reading
I’ve always liked the expression, warning shot across the bow meaning, a statement or gesture intended to scare someone into changing their course of action. It’s nautical of course, but very powerful when used metaphorically. One of the young women … Continue reading