It’s a cold and windy day in Lansing, Michigan.
Eight went out, but only two came back. We were able to recover four of the bodies, yet two remain on an icy hill… waiting for dusk and snow to hide them.
Poor Busby appears to be very sensitive to the cold, and I—the kind and generous pooch […]

Nah-nah… nah-nah-nah!
I got to spend the weekend with a cute photographer from Chicago! In boots!
Well, there was a sheep involved, too, but we won’t go there. Dolores sees. Dolores knows.
OH! MY! GOD! I seriously got to spend the weekend (or at least Friday and Saturday evenings) with Franklin Habit! Ok. Yes, he’s a doll. But […]

I have the image of Pepe Lepeuw’s feline paramour dragging herself to a mountain cliff… where he pops over the edge, wagling eyebrows and all.  I feel like that cat.
Life proceeds at Chez ThreadBear.  B’s become Busby.  The holidays have come and gone with the retail explosion that comes with them.  And now we prepare […]