After finishing the Peace Corp, my brother dropped out of corporate America and became an organic fruit farmer in Washington state. Remember the Hippies and the Yippies? That’s not him.
Like most dangerous things, it started with an innocent and simple suggestion.
I was watching one of those bullshit Hollywood chat shows, when I heard something interesting — yeah shocked me to.
We fled the summer hell in Arizona for heaven — San Diego.
Original plan was to spend more time in the LJBTC community. No Dogs allowed. But that got cancelled. We found a pet-friendly vacation rental in Del Mar, and that’s how Carol Baskins got to rent her time with the 1 percent. She lived up to her name, sort of.
Ignorance can be bliss.
I wish I had never learned the “breed” name for my little pandemic puppy.
I’ve had dogs that liked me, but they always “loved” other people. This past few weeks I found a dog that actually loves me. If I’m lucky, for the next 15 years, I won’t be able to take a shit by myself.