The Long Eventful Life of a Serenely High-Spirited Handsome Dog

Our Kaya has left us. Would have been thirteen on Saturday. I doubt if he thought of himself as a majestic handsome dog. Sometimes he thought of himself as a lapdog, in spite of weighing roughly the same as I do. He was Bob’s dog, not mine, Bob being┬áthe more nurturing of us, the more … Continue reading The Long Eventful Life of a Serenely High-Spirited Handsome Dog