Dog days of summer

Running mate, Jazz, coming home from emergency surgery.

I’m not exactly sure when it happened. My pal and I had gone out for one of our regular runs. He tends to run much faster than I can. But suddenly he pulled up and began to limp. I don’t know if he twisted his leg on a stone or a pothole or what. But we were soon at the hospital where I got the word.

“Looks like a torn ligament,” the doctor said. “May need surgical treatment.”

“Really?” I was incredulous. (more…)

All that’s Jazz

My newfound walking partner – Jazz!

Through most of her professional working life, she was devoted to her students. Planning lessons. Marking papers. Grading. For something like 40 years. But a couple of years ago, Karen retired. Then, the pandemic hit, and suddenly she had plenty of time on her hands. She chose this moment to buy a Golden Retriever puppy. And guess who now has no time except for the dog?

“The Golden is pretty much the counter cleaner,” she told a group of Probus Club meeting I attended this week. “He jumps up and takes whatever he wants. I’m pretty much a dog-sitter 24/7.” (more…)