Confessions of a Conservative Atheist
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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
As my lovely wife is fond of saying, we and our beloved doggies are thrown together by fate, but I want to go much further back in time than she’s normally thinking to consider what fate had in store up to a hundred million years ago when humans and canines were one species. Since every… Continue reading Me, my dogs, and our long march together through evolutionary time
For a distance of over fifty yards on reasonably flat ground, our greyhound and our whippet tore across the lawn at well over forty miles per hour in a full-fledged race, almost neck and neck until the greyhound pulled ahead towards the end, despite having only three legs. That’s the heart of a champion. We… Continue reading Life lessons from a three legged greyhound
Confessions of a Conservative Atheist 