A couple of months ago, my older son turned 8.  We have been dogless for about 18 months, and he was really missing the whole pet realm.  While we weren’t really ready to dive back into canine-world (give me some time - I just finished landscaping the back yard), we did decide that he was old enough to have his own pet.  And thus began our journey into hermit crab-world. Read more…

It was the first thing out of my 8 year-old’s mouth when he came running up the sidewalk from a friend’s house last week.  And, tagging along behind him, was a rangy mutt, all of about fifteen pounds, panting and frothing and desperately trying to keep up.  Read more…