Meet Bertie!

Those ears! We got re-dogged! Meet Bertie! She’s our new 25-pound, 4ish-month-old some-mix-of-hunting-breed pup from Mississippi. She has our hearts. Missing Flossie When our beloved Flossie crossed the rainbow bridge in March 2024 , I couldn’t imagine having another dog. The absence of her presence hung heavy over our house. We kept Flossie’s dog bed, her den blanket, her leash and her bowls in their places. It made her feel closer. Eventually, as grief will do, the daily pain softened a bit as I kept seeing little reminders why having a dog in the house just makes things better. Recently, I came up on the line from the lovely essay by playwright Eugene O’Neill in memory of his beloved dog, Blemie, written in the form of the dog’s last will and testament. “ One last request I earnestly make. I have heard my Mistress say, 'When Blemie dies we must never have another dog. I love him so much I could never love another one.' Now I would ask her, for love of me, to have ...