Most dogs, when you hold a leash up, go nuts and run to the door. Crash, on the other hand barely looks up from his spot on the couch. His expression is saying, What the hell are you doing with that thing?

Most dogs, when you hold a leash up, go nuts and run to the door. Crash, on the other hand barely looks up from his spot on the couch. His expression is saying, What the hell are you doing with that thing?

The face of a golden retriever feels like home.

The idea that trials are a search for the truth is just a myth. Trials are a search for that which the jury will believe is the truth.

I'm hoping for a return to at least partial sanity someday, but I'm not optimistic.