It’s so windy here in Pasadena today, it’s snowing leaves. There is this large area of a hillside in Burbank where there was a massive fire a few months ago, and a huge cloud of dust hovers over it, like a sandstorm. The Santa Ana Winds are in full effect, and my dry skin, nose…

Ferris is playing this game: 1. She picks up the soggy remains of her rawhide bone, and drops it on the ground. 2. She backs up, tail wagging, and stares at it. 3. She growls at it, then lunges forward, picking it up as she runs around the living room. 4. She brings it to…

“It’s 4:00 PM?! Holy shit! How did it get to be FOUR FREAKING IN THE AFTERNOON?!” It’s 4:00 PM, and I only have thirty minutes before I have to leave. Anne will come home while I’m out, and I’ve been spending the last few hours cleaning the house, so she won’t walk into chaos when…