"What did you think of Jack's puppy party, Bob?" "It was cool." "Did it make you want a puppy?' ...

When I was in elementary school, our family had a small statue of St. Francis placed on the fence in our backyard. Saint Francis was the pat...

It's going like this.

She was very thin when she got here and it wasn't because of a lack of available food. She was sad and had been living alone in the old...

Dear Violet, I am writing to you because you are behind the clothes washing machine and can not hear me very well because Mom told me that I...

It was 101° on the cooler, Hollywood side of the hill. I was headed deep into the always 10° warmer San Fernando Valley for an attempt to in...

Technically, this is not their bed. They don't care about "technically."

Bob had a dream last night about our dear friend's dog. Tikvah was a gentle, old, German Shepard who passed away some months back. First...

Portrait of Daisy by Bob Rosenberg Before Bob was born, we were given excellent advice about introducing our new baby to the other baby, our...

Daisy and friends.

Jeff has a mild (he made me say “mild”) obsession with photos of pets wearing outfits. In 2005, he dressed our dog as a bee for Halloween. (...

On any given day, you can find deep within the closets, sofa cushions and laundry hampers of our home, stuffed animals hidden by our dog, Da...

I was not really in the market for a cat. I think of myself as a dog person. In 1999, my sweet black lab Stella was 15 years old and she was...

25 Things About Daisy by Daisy Rosenberg I like my snacks. I like your snacks better. I play piano in the middle of the night. I enjoy the c...