Dear Doctor, I’ve been thinking about you even though you might not know who I am. I can only imagine the number of pets and owners in your care. Maybe you remember a corgi coming to your office. Maybe not. They all look the same. But not really. Not if you loved one. I’m writing …

Back in the ’90s, I was a big scrapbook girl. I took great pleasure in assembling albums like some sort of hokey historian with a photo fetish. I spent hours arranging pictures and memorabilia, only to rearrange them again until my OCD was sufficiently satisfied. Each page outdid the last, so by the time a …

“There’s something about the outside of a horse that’s good for the inside of a man.” I stumbled upon this quote when I was a kid, and it made me a Winston Churchill fan. Until I discovered it, he was just some bald guy in my history book who seemed to like cigars. It wasn’t …

The first time he appeared, I was traveling at a high rate of speed, so my eyes weren’t a credible source of information. My neck proved his presence, straining to help survey the scene, as I was driving in the opposite direction than he was walking. Hours later, his vision lingered in my mind, infringing …