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Crofton, MD, 21114

A long-running personal blog shared by two authors with completely different approaches to life. And a lot of large, beautiful photographs of dogs and nature and places we've traveled to. Rich in commentary and irreverant in style. 

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We started blogging a long time ago. Our work hours never aligned with recommended psychotherapists and we needed to get our thoughts out. We are great friends, total opposites and long-time housemates. This was a way to communicate. With each other. With strangers. With consumer marketers. With sub-par meteorologists. With distant friends who wanted to see pictures of stuff we were up to.

This is the place. Our bucket of thoughts to share. You are welcome. 
(We realize that most of you are here for the dog pictures.)

February Is For Lovers

Healey

But I am a tragically horrible dater. And I want a relationship with a man right now like I want a rash on my face. Thankfully, I planned ahead and adopted a sweet little dog in January. Hurray!

This is Buford. He is a 1.5 year old tri-colored Basset Hound. Buford is very loooong.

{I just had to stop writing for a sec because I had lost track of where he was in the house. I found him laying on the guest bed sucking on decorative sea shells. Sure, he could have died from that. But he looked genuinely happy to see me when I found him. So we laid on the freshly laid bed while I extracted the shells from his floppy lips.}

He's fitting in here really well. If you can excuse the occasional indoor puddle. Hey, that's why COSTCO sells those building size packages of paper towels, no?

Since Buford has been with us the climate Gods have been nothing short of a frigid bitch. Poor dog thinks he moved to Duluth. It is seemingly ALWAYS 7 degrees out with some sheen of nasty ice complimented by canine scarring ice melt salts. So I kind of understand the inkling to pee in the house. To be frank - I really prefer it myself.

Today was a total change though. It got somewhere in the midst of 50 degrees. Downright balmy! We were out doing some errands and I put the windows down in the car. This is Buford doing his relaxed car smelling.

He stayed like that for a full 10 minutes. I almost crashed the car it was so funny. Gotta love some warmth to bring everything into focus.