Dogs have place in kitchen

When I acquired a dog in March, I was pleased he didn’t beg. When I ate or cooked, Caesar slept or watched me. Then came the night of the Fateful Bread Bite. While snacking on bread in the kitchen — by which I mean “corner of the living room with appliances” — I threw a […]

My turn: Dog helps disposing scraps

Argen Duncan When I acquired a dog in March, I was pleased he didn’t beg. When I ate or cooked, Caesar slept or watched me. Then came the night of the Fateful Bread Bite. While snacking on bread in the kitchen — by which I mean “corner of the living room with appliances” — I […]