The Turkey
When a turkey steals the spotlight—and your donut—there's only one way to make things right.
stories
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
The Condor
Despite all my age I am still just in a batting cage.
Time Crunch
Do not resuscitate