A Beaver Tale

Growing up in the ‘50s and ‘60s was a difficult period for me, but not because I grew up in Canada – the land of the Beaver. I have always loved being Canadian, but not always in love with living here. There were many times, as a teenager, I wished that I lived in the… Continue reading A Beaver Tale

Cold Feet, Holly, and a CT Scan

My Holly Golightly - she's a Coton de Tulear

It used to be a relatively simple thing to do – buying a pair of slippers.  Then again, a lot of stuff used to be simpler than they are nowadays.  I hate sounding like one of those old-timers who used to tell me how things were better ‘back in the day.’ But at least things… Continue reading Cold Feet, Holly, and a CT Scan