Pasture Time

For days I’ve been coming up with excuses to not write about retiring my Quarter Horse Huckleberry. A month ago I decided it was time he went to pasture. Wednesday the hauler pulled into the Los Angeles Equestrian Center early. There…

Tail of Two Holiday Dogs

  The other day I stopped for an almond latte and while waiting in line I overheard two 20-somethings at the next table. One guy said, “My family flies in tonight and they asked to stay at my place for two nights.” “How long…

The Poop on poop

Studies show a percentage of pathogens and bacteria found in the ocean, which can cause typhoid fever, bacterial gastroenteritis and Hepatitis A are from dog poop.                                    …

Sizzle Read

Sizzling days and sultry nights heat up my summer Reading List so don’t judge me for seeking smut. I’m no prude, but since reading E. L. James’ Fifty Shades of Grey I’ve been hot under the collar, blushing fifty shades of pink. It’s…

Perks of a Library Card

They say you can’t miss what you never had, but I pine for the Royal Library of Alexandria, the Bibliotheca Alexandrina. Founded in the 3rd century BC, it once was the largest library in the world. Sadly, this wonder of the ancient world…

Microtrash

When you’re a man, the world is your toilet. Anyone who has played 18 holes of golf or gone camping knows this is fact. When a woman answers Nature’s Call, it’s another story.  Skill and strategy are de rigueur. The last thing we need…

Wildlife

The terms wildlife and Los Angeles together conjure up images of bad boy rappers going HAM (Hard As A Mother$%&@) at L ‘Ermitage, not mountain lions prowling Sunset Boulevard. That’s why the warning signs posted around nearby…

Elephant Confinement

Flash back to Easter Sunday 1882. At Madison Square Garden in New York City, P.T. Barnum introduced Jumbo, a large African elephant, into his act. For the next 133 years, elephants became synonymous with the circus. Flash forward to…

Bleifer’s Soundtrack

At my 20th High School Reunion, I lost my drink ticket and Scott Bleifer stepped beside me at the bar and handed me a glass of wine. We laughed about old times and made plans to get together. That was the last time I saw him. September 10,…

Midnight in Beverly Hills

After Woody Allen’s Midnight in Paris about 1920’s Paris, can you really blame me for fantasizing about riding my Quarter Horse Huck on a 1920’s Los Angeles Bridle Path? In Levis, a wide-brimmed Stetson and well-oiled cowboy boots,…