I’ve been having dog problems. Gomer, the Leonberger, has been leading our girls astray. He’s turned our sweet Holly and Daphne into common street walkers. Yesterday, they were found on a busy road near our house and thankfully, were returned by a friend. The day before that, it was a state trooper who brought them home, dirty and panting, Daphne wriggling and grinning horribly in shame, Holly’s eyes bright with wonder at all the things she had seen out on the streets. Gomer swaggered coolly away from the trooper’s car as if it was all a big joke.





