Confessions of a Conservative Atheist
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If Rosie thought her human servants were strange, they were nothing compared to the smaller, far more energetic and unruly versions that invaded her lair from time to time. These little ones, she could make no sense of at all. If Rosie the Three-legged Dragon thought her human servants were strange, they were nothing compared… Continue reading Rosie the three-legged dragon and the munchkin invasion, part one
We left Rosie at the top of the stairs in the middle of an identity crisis. She knew her human servants needed protection and wanted to do her duty, but the stairs alone were frightening and greyhounds aren’t particularly good guard dogs either. This is part four of an ongoing series. To catch up, you… Continue reading Rosie the three-legged dragon and the three days of endless night, part four, the conclusion
When we last left our confused heroine and her untrustworthy brother, Carlitos had fallen into a pool they thought was a lake or a moat, and with no way out and no way for Rosie to save him herself, he was in danger of drowning, and that was just the start of her troubles. This… Continue reading Rosie the three-legged dragon and the three days of night, part three
Rosie, Carlitos, and her human servants have abandoned her beloved lair for reasons she couldn’t possibly explain and set off into the unknown, a thing that can be feared and loathed by dogs, dragons, and humans alike. This is part two of an ongoing adventure. Read the first part here... Dogs are famous or should… Continue reading Rosie the three-legged dragon and the three days of night, part two
Rosie was black and beautiful, long and lithe, with a patch of white on her neck, on the tips of her paws and end of her tail, but she didn’t have wings and couldn’t breathe fire because Rosie wasn’t a dragon at all. She just thought she was. Rosie was a three-legged dragon, black and… Continue reading Rosie the three-legged dragon and the three days of night, part one
In January, our family welcomed a new arrival, a whippet named Carlitos rescued from China, but less than three months later, our beloved greyhound Rosie suffered the tragic loss of her leg, leading me to conclude that many times dogs fare better than humans. Neither my wife or I are morning people, but our new… Continue reading Life lessons from a Chinese whippet and a three-legged greyhound
Confessions of a Conservative Atheist 