Why the vet is on speed dial

“Jager! Darn it, doggie,” I say. “Will you please shift your butt into second gear or something?” We’re ankle deep in the usual anxiety driven morning rush. I’m simply trying to walk to my car and Jager keeps stopping short in front… Read More ›

Portion control

I watched as my cube farm colleague folded the top of the bright yellow candy wrapper and place it in her desk drawer. “What are you doing?” I ask. “What?” she said. “That’s a half full bag of peanut M&M’s,”… Read More ›