Podcasts that will make you more interesting at parties
Katie Long McDowell My dog Tulip will eat anything. And I really do mean anything. The fuzz Moo pulls out of his toys, leaves and sticks, dirty napkins, you name it. Nothing is off limits. This makes walking her a veritable minefield — every bit of rotten food, all manner of discarded wrappers; an empty, capless Chapstick once, and yes, the occasional piece of dried feces is fair game. She scored a lollipop stick with a bit of green left on it after this last Halloween. And the chicken bones. Lord help me, the chicken bones. I do not understand it — I mean, I ...