With the Boston Marathon tragedy Monday and the violent explosions that rocked West, Texas yesterday, I found my spirit a little empty when my writing time arrived this morning. So, if you don’t mind, I thought I’d ask my original muse, Foster Dog, to help out. For those of you [read more]
Last June, Nancy and I lost a constant companion and an incredible friend of the 4-pawed variety. Zoe, known to a lot of people as “Foster Dog” and to many neighborhood children as the “big white wolf-dog,” was a delightful mix of solid fun and iconic stoicism. She demanded a [read more]
Saturday mornings often hold quiet moments when I head to the office to sort through my to-do list, rethink my projects, and drag out one that has been neglected for a while. Lately, I’ve been making an effort to be more intentional about some of those writing projects. So, if [read more]
A lot of things change in a week. Today, as I left to go home, I saw storm clouds building in the east. My first thought was to get home. Foster Dog would be coming inside. But things have changed. When I pulled up in the driveway, I slowed to [read more]
Once again, we reach back into the hallowed halls of Twitterdom to retrieve a few of Foster Dog’s micro-adventures from years past. Follow us at http://twitter.com/joeycope Watching White House Easter Egg Roll on TV, Foster Dog noted, “Much more entertaining if they would roll squirrels – or even the kids.” [read more]
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