Linda Gray Sexton
This week brought in the spots! These boys now officially look like Dalmatians. Suddenly, there’s quite a bit of black in this whelping box, though luckily not too much on any one pup, and overall they are marked quite handsomely. Though some of these photos (taken just three days ago) don’t show it, eye trim…
Read MoreBreeze says: Thank God, they’re here at last! I feel a lot better with my tummy back to near its regular size, and being able to breathe again. Underneath I look a bit like what Mom says they used to call a “sweater girl” because I’ve got so much milk, and there are only four…
Read MoreBreeze is home at last and happy to be “unburdened.” Delivered by Cesarian section at 2:45 p.m., were four healthy, happy boys, all with strong suckling reflexes, who look as if they are going to grow up to be fine fellows. Breeze was the consummate mother, waking up from her surgery in record time, and…
Read MoreBreeze gets bigger by the day and the pups kick harder by the hour. As time rushes by like a flood tide now, our true preparations begin. Out come the piles of white shop towels, the sheepskin puppy rugs, and the pee pads, all to be double-bleached and washed—even though they were perfectly clean when…
Read MoreBreeze says: “Well, Thanksgiving was great. My Mom’s family was all around and I got lots of treats. Of course, I was literally starving and finally Mom gave me a big piece of turkey and a spoonful of stuffing with gravy. But, of course, it wasn’t enough—because I am a Dalmatian and a lot is never enough. Finally, I was stuffed…
Read MoreSoon, sooner, soonest…but not soon enough! This afternoon, when Dad was on the bed reading, I tried my usual hop up and missed! He and Mom started to laugh, but then stopped so they wouldn’t hurt my feelings. It was absolutely humiliating. My tummy gets bigger every day and they make me stand in front…
Read MoreAugust fourth is National Friendship Day. Probably most of us don’t even know such a day exists. I didn’t, until I heard about it from a friend last week. Celebrating this particular “holiday” is important, because we don’t often pause to think about how lucky we are to have all sorts of friendships–both near and…
Read MoreIt is a late Sunday afternoon, and I find myself musing over a current experience. In my days right now, there are several losses of love, significant losses–the kind that invite pain into my heart. I remember the past even as I experience the present, and know that in the future I will inevitably find…
Read MoreMy life right now revolves around trying to rescue someone very dear to me. Jeanne is a crack addict and an alcoholic, resisting detox, resisting rehab, resisting the possibility of life. She may very well die and I feel guilty about not doing more to save her. I know all the wisdom about allowing addicts…
Read Moreunder submission Twenty-five years ago, at my college reunion dinner, classmates pulled snapshots of their kids out of their wallets. This year, at my thirty-fifth, it was cell phone photos of their dogs that made the rounds after dessert. In retrospect, I wonder why it is that dogs have now taken over the spots in…
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