no country for mean roosters

When I got home from work today, he was standing in the backyard, staring at the coop. He was frozen still, waiting on any movement to come out of the door. Once he heard my car door open, he ran towards me, the one person who could help him with his problem. I had been…

time is cruel

Exactly one month after I started this blog, one month after that first (and only) post, my beloved Boo Radley had to be put to sleep. His health… it became nonexistent very quickly. Cancer. Lymphoma. And by the time that I had a plan of attack and we were making progress against the cancer, a…

routines

Every day, just as the sun is coming up, I awaken and check on the slumbering beast next to me to see if he’s still breathing. Sometimes he wakes me up as though he’s doing the same thing, depending on what I did the night before. However it goes, this is our time to get…