“Every Man Has A Place, In His Heart There’s A Space, And The World Can’t Erase His Fantasies..”

"Every man has a place, in his heart there's a space, And the world can't erase his fantasies Take a ride in the sky, on our ship fantasii... And we will live together, until the twelfth of never Our voices will ring forever, as one..." "Fantasy:" Earth, Wind & Fire Or so we thought, way … Continue reading “Every Man Has A Place, In His Heart There’s A Space, And The World Can’t Erase His Fantasies..”

“Simple Gifts”

Here is a respite from all the hell. A gift from Carol Hand and Pinto!

Voices from the Margins

Carol A. Hand

When my beloved dog Cookie died, my heart was broken. We had weathered many challenges during our eleven years together. She survived many moves from her prairie home – to the northwoods, Rocky Mountains, and different Great Lakes region cities. I knew as we shared our last walk together in October of 2013 that no one else would ever take her place. I had no intention of ever adopting another dog. I hoped my grief would pass with time, but instead of diminishing, it only deepened.

By the end of October, my daughter, son-in-law, and granddaughter went with me to see if I could find a larger female dog. (I’m sure I wrote about this adventure, but I can’t find the story anywhere.) When we entered the animal shelter to look, the first dog we saw was Pinto, then tiny, a Papillon/Chihuahua mixed-breed.

Pinto Adoption Photo 1 - 2013 Pinto Adoption Photo 1…

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