Category Archives: dog

The dog does not eat better than you… yet.

Some people fantasize about weddings, careers and babies. I don’t buy into any of that nonsense.* I dream about dogs. And late last month, with perfect timing to be the best adult birthday present ever, we brought home the first … Continue reading

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Clean house, can’t fail

We might not have a dog, but we’re more than ready chez nous. The landlord came round last night to talk about the possibility, and to do a walkthrough. Cue house cleaning so fierce it needs its own montage and … Continue reading

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