Merry Maisie Christmas

It’s that time of year and they are everywhere: dogs wearing tacky Christmas sweaters and plaid flannel shirts; dogs dressed as chefs and posed in front of flour-dusted wooden cutting boards, their dog-shaped gingerbread cookies right there in front of them on the floor (how are they not eating them all??); dogs opening their Christmas …

Have Dog, Will Travel

“Seventeen, Maise Maise, seventeen!” I yell to the back seat where Maisie is — or more accurately, was — sleeping quietly. We have just crossed the state line from Indiana into Michigan, thereby bringing her to her 17th state. She has been with us for nearly nine months and we have been keeping a tally …