“The Bed That Was Mine” Dear Diary, Sometimes, when the chaos of this house swirls around me—Reggie bouncing, Arya snoring, Bellatrix plotting—I close my eyes and drift into a memory. A beautiful, …

Dear Diary, I get into everything. Cabinets. Closets. Laundry baskets. If it opens, I’m in it. If it doesn’t open, I try harder. I make noises at night. It’s my time. The humans sleep. The house is…

Dear Diary, This morning? Betrayal. My human put me outside too early. The grass was wet. The air was suspicious. I barked. I protested. No one cared. Then he left. Again. Kennel time. I don’t care…

By Reggie, Professional Blanket Lump I don’t know what the cats are always complaining about. This place is great. Warm blankets. Snacks. Humans who don’t move nearly enough when I’m trying to nap …

You can grab this shot from #OneToadPhotography of a leopard eating during broad daylight. Look at the leopard's face and the enjoyment it is having from t...

These birds reminded me of the three stooges. They were standing online, looked like they were talking to one another, and kept repositioning themselves....

Waterfalls of Tennessee