Morning rituals are complete. I get in the car after letting Ash in, turn around to see how he is doing, and that is the look I get.

Ah, the trip home from a good day of work. Before we left, one of the co-workers in another part of the floor came over and asked if

It has gotten a touch cold here, which means I wear a hat. Of course, I have to go all “hipster” and wear a felt fedora, feather and

Ash got the papers this morning. He was so happy that as soon as the door opened, I had to correct him from rushing to give the papers

Today is the day of the dino. First he laid next to me, looking up at the desk where the dino was, for almost 2 hours. As I

I did say earlier today that he would completely replace me if he could have puppies.. Ash loves puppies. He is one of the few dogs that most

Woke up this morning to Ash pushing me out of bed. Almost literally. We had puppies arrive last night, and Ash just loves puppies. A little too much.

You don’t. I wish I could say it was that simple, but it seems so many people out there just don’t get it. I could go into how

While I was building a gallery of all the pictures of Ash, I ran across this one. This is the first picture I took of him. Even on

Here I am. Laying in bed, some what comfortable. I don’t want to get up, and Julie is up and doing her morning routine. Then I hear her