My friend Mocha Dad recently wrote about how his dog, Ginger, ran away (she was found and came home later, thank goodness!). Had he not titled the post “The Case of the Runaway Beagle” (okay, and had I not known already that he had a beagle at home), I could have guessed the breed just by reading the story. Beagles are notorious for being able to slip out unnoticed and take off, tracking whatever attractive scent that gets up in their nasal cavity. Of course I have first-hand experience with this situation. With my particular beagle? It’s happened three times. The first time was my fault. Roxie was still a…

After I took a bunch of photos of Roxie in her Lady Gaga Halloween costume, she* wanted to try to dress up like a couple of other celebrities**. Marilyn Monroe: Cher: Any random female olympic figure skater (In my mind, I picture Ekaterina Gordeeva): She needs an agent. Any takers? *And by “she” wanted to try to dress up, I meant “I”. **Actually, the photo shoot came first. The google search for matching celebrity photos came much later.