The Worst Dog I Ever Had Tricia Lott Williford May 17, 2023 1 Comment “We rescued him from the mall.” That’s what I always say to describe how he came to be ours. In… Read more
What? Who’s Murphy? Tricia Lott Williford February 1, 2014 3 Comments So, first his name was Max. Then, six months later, we decided his name should actually be Murphy. We could… Read more
The Writer with the Dog Tricia Lott Williford October 1, 2013 2 Comments Today, Max and I are writing outside. Shady trees. Cobblestone sidewalk. I’m sitting on the hearth of a great big… Read more
Smooch. Tricia Lott Williford September 29, 2013 No Comments “Mommy, I just kissed Max right on the lips. It was just like kissing you.” (I do not receive this.) Read more
Boy-Dog Parts Tricia Lott Williford September 19, 2013 6 Comments I made an appointment with the vet today when I noticed this never-seen-before black swollen lump in his abdomen. He… Read more
Side by Side Tricia Lott Williford August 9, 2013 3 Comments Tucker carries Maxwell to me at least six times a day. Wherever I am in the house, Tuck appears. With… Read more
Oh, the Irony. Tricia Lott Williford July 31, 2013 No Comments Max likes to climb up onto the back of the couch. It’s very catlike. But he’s not catlike. Or he… Read more
