That's right. I'm a dog mom now. It's been a long time coming, but two weeks ago today, we adopted a dog from the local shelter. His name is Eugene, and he's a two-year-old dachshund mix, and I love him to bits. We first visited the shelter on July 31st, and he'd just been brought... Continue Reading →
Last Day in Perth
Today is my last day in Perth. You probably guessed that from the title. Tomorrow, my Person and I are heading to Melbourne for an extended weekend, and then Monday morning I board a plane back to the States. I feel kind of weird because I don't feel any of the travel nerves I usually... Continue Reading →
Safe
A few days ago, I was walking home from my office. It was a beautiful, sunny day, so I thought that instead of just walking straight home I'd go down to the harbor and enjoy the view. Now, my dog Jack comes with me to work everyday. Jack's a Double Doodle: half Goldendoodle, half Labradoodle. In... Continue Reading →
Dog Days
There's not really much to write about today, except for the fact that I've been writing like a mad woman for the past couple of days and hopefully within the next few days I'll be finished with this draft of my book. I did however want to share this photo of what my typical writing... Continue Reading →
The Pack
When I was born, my parents had two dogs: a standard poodle named Simon and a flat coat retriever mix named Crissy. Simon was delighted by my sudden, unexpected arrival and immediately claimed me as his baby. Crissy, who was completely and utterly devoted to my mother, took it upon herself to be my protector.... Continue Reading →
Day One
Hello Everyone (and by everyone I mean those few kindly facebook friends of mine who have actually followed the link to this blog out of pity, or loyalty, or friendship), thank you for reading. My name (in case you don't actually know me personally and you missed it), is Emily Randolph-Epstein. I'm a writer, poet,... Continue Reading →