Jake

My shower drain was finally fixed this weekend, so I could give Jake a long-overdue bath. He hates baths so much that when he sees me retrieve his special towel from the back porch, he runs into the living room and pretends he’s invisible. But I can see him. And, unfortunately, I can also smell […]

They’re not lovers – they’re fighters.

Meet Chef Sakai. He’s been helping out with order fulfillment, answering phone calls, and responding to email. Well, not really. He’s mostly been sleeping, getting into scuffles with Jake, and keeping Jake (who had a little accident and is wearing the cone of shame again) occupied. But Sakai did keep me warm while watching Pretty

Poor Mr. Poo. He was attacked by an off-leash dog yesterday and I took him to the vet because his eye looked a little injured. Now he has to wear the cone of shame for two days. The cone has turned him into an entirely new dog – he has no peripheral vision so he