It All Began with a Peanut
Originally published July 2008 “Peanut, can you come out and play?” I asked my poodle-mix as I knocked on the door of the mailbox. The hinged door burst open and Peanut jumped into my arms, tail wagging and tongue licking. I giggled and hugged my pet, then stuffed him, hind-end-first back into the box, and …