
Playful Banter
There’s nothing like being greeted at the door with a big meow from my cat, Guinness, or the other attention-getting tactics he has perfected over the years. My cat’s soothing affection is one of many characteristics that I love about him. He also has the ability to make me laugh.
Nearly every night around 8 o’clock my husband and I witness the chaotic rush of noise as my Tabby cat terrorizes our 50-lb. Husky. That’s right—my cat loves to bully my dog who is five times his size!

Balancing the Law of Attraction with Compassion and Wisdom
Do you believe you create your own reality? I do, but that's little comfort when you're going through hard times.
I just completed a year-long Law of Attraction coaching course, and yet I find myself out of a job at the moment.
So why would I create THAT?

The Truth About Snacking After Dinner
Many people think eating late at night causes weight gain. Actually, it’s not when you eat that matters, it’s what and how much you eat.
It’s fine to snack on small portions of crackers and low fat cheese, yogurt and fruit, cereal and milk or peanut butter and apple slices. Cake and ice cream, on the other hand, are empty calories that over time will add pounds to your frame.
My downfall is cookies.

VICKtory Dogs!
Are Pit Bulls naturally aggressive towards humans?

“If You Can Count to One...”
One of the unfortunate traits I believe I have passed on to my children is my almost complete lack of comprehension when it comes to numbers—numbers of all kinds.

The Quilt of Life
“I’m so sorry, Grandma,” the young man said. “My dog climbed on my bed, and chewed the quilt you made for me. Can you replace the damaged squares?” His grandmother took the quilt in her hands, studied it, and then said, “I’ll repair the damaged squares, but I won’t replace them. Part of what’s special about quilts is their history.”

New Life
Nothing’s more exciting than hearing about a newborn. Talk about good news!
My friend Jim just had a baby boy and I’m thrilled for him. My mind immediately leaps back to when my boys were first born. I quickly forget the sleepless nights or the anxiety about how could we ever afford children. (I remember fretting about spending a mere $2.50 on a diaper pail.)

Laughter and Forgetting
Newborn babies move like shellfish thrown on shore. Their arms and legs wave helplessly. They struggle to roll over. They are out of their element.
But their faces! My wife Kate and I just had a baby, a boy, Benjamin. He’s a week old now. Last night I held him in my lap and stared into his sleeping face. He was solemn. His blonde brows were furrowed. His mouth curled the slightest bit down. Suddenly his brows shot up in a look of mild surprise. He smacked his lips. He sighed. His head rubbed against my hands.
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