Early memories The other day I thought of a fond memory from back when I was ten years old. I was helping my Aunt Rose tend to her rose garden, and we were chatting about a lot of things, then, out of the blue, she said, “Life is like a rosebush, Jibbo.” (She always called…
Life on the Sanctuary About ten years ago we decided we couldn’t accept any more animals on our sanctuary. We were up to 29 and that was taxing both our physical and financial resources. It takes a lot of work to care for so many animals — feeding, watering, tending to fences, cleaning barns, and…
What’s the harm in switching a few letters around? As most of you know by now, I poke fun at my wife. Trust me, she gets in her fair share of jabs. My wife is a brilliant person, talented beyond belief, gifted in many areas. As smart as she is though, she frequently mixes up…
Best Investment I Ever Made I have not done very well with investments. I always seem to be late to the party, or leaving when I should stay. As an example, I sold my Apple stock back in 1994. I try to forget the per-share price, but my wife keeps reminding me. And every time…
Character Development This is Biscotti, the sweetest, most lovable dog in the world, right? If you said yes, you’d be right — some of the time. At other times she is a domineering, nasty, violent little … Well, I think you know where I’m going with this. She bullies dogs two to three times her…
Breaking the Rules of Writing I learn a lot from my animals, and they learn from me. My animals are trained well. They listen. They sit up straight and pay attention to every word I speak. And then they do whatever the hell they want. Last week, despite my strong advice not to, my wife…