Pet Care

My cat Midnight has always kept her shiny black coat carefully groomed, without a single hair out of place. If […]

On the 4th of July, my dog Magic spent all his energy trying to bark louder than the explosive booming

Dad filtered through the tall stack of mail sitting on the counter and passed me a postcard with Daisy’s name

The smellier the treat, the faster Magic came running. His favorites were shaped like miniature t-bone steaks and stunk up

After much yowling and hissing with nothing to show for it but a soggy pill and two angry yellow eyes

My dog Magic loved carpet. With carpet, the possibilities were endless: it provided a convenient way to scratch an itch,

Seventeen years of sharing my life with my cat Midnight has perfectly synced our schedules. Every day we wake up,

On a cold autumn evening in 1999, my cat Midnight was born homeless under somebody’s front porch. As black-cat superstition

Carey and Tana the malamute strolled along the shore and listened to the crashing waves. Tana relaxed as the cool

“Coronavirus?” I took the thick red folder out of my Aunt Susan’s outstretched arm, her brand new kitten Paige on