His Final Drive Home

Got a call from the vet yesterday that Otto was ready to come home. Yes, Otto is gone. But we had him cremated and put in an urn. I couldn’t fathom bringing him home and burying him. My dad did that with my childhood dog Klaus, but I just couldn’t. I mean, what if we […]

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Sitting In The Sadness

The first weekend without our Otto was rough. My wife and I got out of the house Saturday despite my wife dealing with a cold and my occasional trip into anxiety. The emotions come flooding into my brain like someone opening a faucet. It feels like my head starts spinning despite feeling like it weighs […]

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RIP Mr Pooch McGooch: 2010-2024

This has been one of those things I’ve been dreading for months. So I suppose you could say that deep down I knew it was coming. Yesterday morning we had to give our goodest boy Otto some final peace. Standing around a small table with a warm, fuzzy blanket covering it my wife, my son, […]

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Hutch

I’ll still catch myself checking old conversations and emails between my friend Mark and I. They weren’t as often as I wished they’d been, but what we had were insightful, funny, and I looked forward to them as if they were conversations with a long lost brother. Mark was six years older than me, the […]

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Death Makes Caricatures Of Us All

It’s a weird statement, but in my head a true one. It’s not something anyone said per say, but something generally close to what was mentioned in passing. It’s also both metaphorically and literally the case. We live our lives and create a perception of who we are. If we’re honest in our day-to-day lives […]

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