The Dog Pound

  • Sunday Morning Meltdown

    Sunday mornings at our house are not peaceful.  They aren’t serene.  They aren’t calming or lazy.  Why?  Because of this beast. Because of this 18 pound beast of a dog.  Oh, she looks…

  • Smelly Like a Dog

    This past weekend in a sudden, unstoppable onset of nesting, I declared our house a natural disaster.  A natural odorous disaster.  And I blamed the dogs.  Everywhere I went, I smelled dogs.  Sitting…

  • Anxious Puppies

    Turns out Chris and I are not the only ones anxiously awaiting the arrival of the Bean.  My dog, Molly, has taken up permanent residency in the nursery.  At first, I was really…

  • Dogs and Diaper Genies

    I have heard throughout my pregnancy that dogs have a sense about these things.  That they just know that you are in the family way.  If that is true, then my dogs hate…

  • April Showers

    Yesterday I told about the nightmare day of travel that got us from Connecticut to Florida.  Thankfully, the rest of the weekend was so much darn fun that it completely made up for…

  • A Dog Day Afternoon

    Our dogs have lost their minds lately.   I’ll be the first to tell you that we don’t have the best behaved dogs.   They have their golden moments, but for the most…

  • Sunday Showers

    Every Sunday night, Chris and I take something we call Sunday Showers.  Sunday Showers are the best showers ever.  They are the longest shower of the week where you do things like shave…