Posted in April 2013

potty pad*

*(Reflections from the commode, with due apologies to Virginia Woolf)     Housebreaking a fleet-footed two-month old puppy this week gone by, potty has been uppermost in my mind. (And when I’m unmindful, underfoot.): Which part of the balcony to be earmarked for puppy pooping until his vaccination is complete and he can explore the … Continue reading