They used to say, “the best way to a man’s heart is through his stomach.” I never knew if that was true, but it sure seemed to be about the last two dogs I owned. “Food driven” is a familiar term to us dog folks. Years ago, I had a trainer who told our class to keep a fanny pack filled with the
My life is going to the dogs, and I'm OK with it. I talk baby-talk to my dog King. I admit it. I don’t know why, but I’ve noticed I’m not the only one who does it. When we walk down Second Street in Lewes, the faces of women approaching us break into smiles as they raise their voices an octave and
Witnessing the connection between a mother and child fills my heart with warmth. When I take the time to pause and simply observe a mom connecting with her child or children with her nurturing presence, something inside me softens and I feel expansion in my body. There is something so pure when I’m