R is for Rhodesian Ridgebacks

I may now own a miniature poodle, but my heart still belongs to the Rhodesian Ridgeback. I fell in love with the breed back in 1969 when I first saw them at a dog show in Santa Barbara, California. By 1970 my husband and I owned one, along with a … Continue reading

Saying Goodbye

I spent most of this morning in the veterinarian’s office. Zuri stopped eating yesterday and then threw up in the afternoon. He’ll be twelve years old in 8 days. It doesn’t seem like that many years have gone by since the breeder notified me that the litter had been born … Continue reading

Bed & Breakfast for Zuri

We’re leaving Zuri with our daughter and her husband over Thanksgiving. This morning I received a message from my son-in-law. Thought you’d like to see how my poor dog will be roughing it. *********************************************************************************** Hey kiddo. I know it’s late, but I was hoping I could get you to answer … Continue reading

Coming Down from a Conference

For two and a half days I was an author. I mingled with other authors, committee chairs and staff, fans of mystery/suspense novels and short stories, and a few spouses. I smiled, made small talk, sat on a panel, and tried to sound like I knew what I was talking … Continue reading

My Rhodesian Ridgeback

Today I’m feeling sorry for and worried about my dog, Zuri. Tomorrow morning he goes to vet’s for surgery. He’s had a growth on his right elbow for about four months, and it has one area that occasionally breaks open and bleeds. Not just a little, but a lot. Although … Continue reading