The Power of Soft Connections

Your favorite barista. The cashier at the grocery store. The smiling lady at your mail drop. The woman at the copy shop who connected you with her son to help you move. The people who taught you to survive on your own after your husband died. What do these folks have in common? They are…

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True Friends

Lil’ Toot here. While being a legendary Sheepdog, Great Uncle Bob was also a fashion Mavin. He liked to try out the Newest Looks. Never cared about Shorter Jackets, or longer Ones either. As long as They were washable, Fabrics were no never-mind to Him. He lived unstuck. But one day, He went too far.…

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A New Playmate

Lil’ Toot here. I have a New Playmate! When I visited the Pinetop Art Gallery, I was well-behaved in My Puppy Pouch. With My acute sense of Smell, I knew a Pooch was part of Ms. Kathleen’s life. Now, I have met Larger Dogs. And some Smaller Canines. They often back off because I get…

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Saying Goodbye

You have been my friend. That in itself is a tremendous thing. —E.B. White (Charlotte’s Web) Lil’ Toot here. Thanks to so many Friends and Mom, I have a Toy Box full of playthings. At home, some are the Green Ball, complete with a cord. The Squeaking Donut. Mr. Froggie and Mr. Worm. At work?…

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Quickly Mended Friendships

Snoop here. So many stories to share . . . Let Me pick a good One. But They’re all good, according to Me. Mom, Dad, and I were traveling down a smooth road in Baja California. We eventually came to the Roundabout between Baja Norte and Baja Sur. My Folks were chatting away, not paying…

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Welcome!

An open door is a welcome that makes a stranger into a friend. —Almy Salita Snoop here. Welcome to the next Chapter! Some of You may already know Me, but just in case, allow Me to introduce Myself. My name is Snoop Doggy Dog, and I was the Canine Executive Officer before MacDuff. He graciously…

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That Big Smile

Duff here. The first Snow arrived with a Bang. When Mom started out for Her Morning Walk, It was cold, and the White Stuff was falling. She loved It, but wondered if She had too much on Her plate for an extended version of the Saunter. She decided to strike out on a longer Walk…

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