Weekend self-care open thread: The dog days
Our goodest boy. Gone, but never ever forgotten. Chase butterflies, Stewie. Happy August, everyone! These are known as the "dog days of summer". So what better way to ring them in than with... DOGS?! I was never a dog person. Oh, sure, I would be fine with them if I went to visit someone's house. They knew I was a good egg and was safe to be around. But I much preferred cats. And for the first half of my time with Mrs. LL, that was what we had. We were those quintessential "crazy cat people". And then the Universe sent our late and definitely great Stewart Gilligan our way. I remember it as if it were yesterday. I was getting out of the shower, and my wife had just left the house for work. My phone rings. It's her. "Come out here." So I put on some shorts and a t-shirt, slip on my flipflops, and head out. I go to her car. I say, "What?" And that's when I noticed a pitbull puppy in her lap. "Well," I said. "I guess we ha...
