What Maisie Knows

It was her eyes that first pulled me in, Maisie’s big, searching, liquid gold, Egyptian princess, smoky, kohl-lined eyes. She looked up at me, looked straight into my broken heart and held on tight, didn’t let go. She still hasn’t. She has a fantastic, cascading tail; she has disheveled, raggedy ears that look like an …

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My Holy Trinity

My husband and I are getting ready to leave the house to go to a concert in Iowa City.  Since this means a two and a half hour round trip on top of the concert itself, we will be gone for the bulk of the evening.  It is the longest we have left Maisie on …