A dog

Oakley. That's his name. At least to us anyway. It's been changed at the shelter. He was my first foster dog and I was clueless. I had committed to fostering him for two weeks to make space in the shelter. He had a few potential adopters as well at that time. However, in several months … Continue reading A dog

A Curveball

So here it is, another post about another traumatic event in my life. Let me preface this with I know there are significantly more traumatic events people endure. And on the scale of trauma, this falls on the "not-so-bad" side of the scale. But, it did effect me physically, emotionally, and psychologically. For some reason, … Continue reading A Curveball