Some families have a child who’s just plain different from everybody else. When everybody else zigs, the oddball zags. In my animal family, that delightful oddball is Dagny.
I found her in the trash. More accurately, I found her underneath the trash — under a big blue dumpster in the little downtown area of the suburb where I live. She was tiny.
Around her neck, she had a ribbon with a bell on it. But it was the middle of the night and there were no houses for blocks. She was dirty and skinny and scared. She had to come home with me.

No matter how ‘defeated’ you are, there’s a way to transform yourself
When socialists steal all your money, blame those who compromise today
If you start sharing your abuse, some will tell you to ‘get over it’
I kept thinking this week about the scenario I mentioned a few days ago about slaves wanting to escape. It occurs to me that this metaphor works for many of the situations in our lives. What lessons can we draw from it?
Nine years ago, he asked her, ‘Will you take a chance on me?’
Hugs from a sweet little girl can erase stress after long work day
Lesson from U2: Rejection doesn’t necessarily mean it’s time to give up
‘Pretense of knowledge’ leads world down a dangerous path
Something in us usually wants to believe next year will be different
Son’s prayer for dying mother awakened emotion for NYC doc