When I hear a small scratching sound, I go quickly to the back door, look down through the window to the exterior doormat, and check to see if he is there. When I hear a light knocking sound, I look to the magnetic screen door we installed for him to see if it moves—the way … Continue reading God Plays Us

It was a regular day. She jumped in the car to go to the courts with us, but a few minutes later when we arrived, she wouldn’t get out of the car. This, in isolation, was not unusual, particularly if the barometric pressure was down. If a storm was either imminent or in process, Z … Continue reading Walking her home*