We were gone for a week. Seven days. One hundred and sixty-eight hours. Sunny, our dog, was in perfectly capable hands the entire time — fed, walked, loved on, and by all accounts living her best life. She did not suffer. She did not pine away in a corner. She was, by every available measure, […]
Laughter is a survival skill
Principles Are Like Pants, You Ought to Have Some
For anyone who has watched grown adults lose their minds — and needed a good laugh about it.
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