Two dogs, two people, one RV. What could go wrong?
September 6, 2023 on a trip to Wisconsin our RV was wrecked. Nine days later my left leg was amputated below the knee. My memory of the early weeks in the hospital is foggy, but I do remember Ben squeezing my hand when he said "happy anniversary, babe," on September 10, our 12th anniversary. It's... Continue Reading →
I'd been widowed for a few years when I met him at the dog park. Long story short, he asked for my number. I gave him my email instead. I figured that was safer, because even an ax murderer could be a dog lover. I came home and had a note from him in my inbox. We... Continue Reading →
RedDog on Wheels 