From the series: Life on Dog Hill Once upon a time, I lived in Germany. During my four years there, a common weekend activity included ten kilometer walks in various towns — known to Germans as Volkswanderung or people’s walking tour. I have wonderful memories...
From the series: Life on Dog Hill Life on Dog Hill is never slow or quiet but the past seven days evidenced the culmination of lots of things at the same time — funny how that works. In the last week, my youngest son graduated from elementary school; my twin...
From the series: Life on Dog Hill I will never forget the first time I saw Hunter. Saved from an abusive owner, I spoke to his rescuer several times after reading her request for a “forever home” for him. I wanted another dog to keep my samoyed Kaiser...
From the series: Life on Dog Hill I recently returned home after four days and more than 1,300 miles on a soccer road trip with two of my sons. It was just after 4:00 a.m. when we pulled into the drive. I’d insisted on driving overnight because I had to get the kids...
From the series: Life on Dog Hill I’ve fallen into a love trap called social media. Yes, I’ve tried to hold myself back, tell myself just one minute more… but it’s not working. I’m in love with the access, the knowledge and the...
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