If misery loves company, sorrow loves community

I’ve been in a vile mood for a month now, but the arrival of Dia de los Muertos put everything in perspective. Since I found a new home for Penelope, my beloved rescue chihuahua, in early October, I have moped and grieved and been curmudgeonly on campus. Penny herself is in heaven — not literally,…

Lessons learned in Squirrel School

The neighbor dogs had barked since 9 a.m. when I stepped into the back yard to investigate. I had to squint across slabs of afternoon sun to scan the creaky elm tree that grows on the other side of the fence. Squirrel school, it appeared, was in session. A determined-looking parent squirrel coaxed two kits…