stories

The Turkey

When a turkey steals the spotlight—and your donut—there's only one way to make things right.

Pant Pant Sigh

The x-rays were really bad. Much worse than expected. When I had picked Wrigley's chart from the rack of veterinary emergency patients, I have to admit, I wasn't in

Belly of the Beast

About a month ago, my seven-year-old son jumped into the ocean for the first time. Jumped in, not waded in. Not got up to his waist and then ran back squealing away from