ABOUT ME
This is Furmentations. The name made sense at the time.
Somewhere between my third Diet Sundrop and the moment Morgan decided the couch was his by divine right, it occurred to me that I should probably be writing this down.
I’m Kevin. Nicknamed Kep by my father. I’ve spent a lot of years being paid to have opinions about serious things. Turns out, the most serious thing in my life most days is whether Captain has decided to be a golden retriever or a throw pillow, and whether Morgan will acknowledge my existence before or after dinner.
It’s not political. It’s not urgent. Nobody’s democracy is at stake. It’s just the ongoing and humbling education of a man who thought he was getting dogs and instead got two tenured professors with better hair than him.
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7 years vs albacore
In 2019, four Japanese researchers published seven years of work confirming what I could have told them…
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Circled in Red
Somewhere there is a calendar with my name on it, and somebody has circled a date in…
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Grab this end
Golden retrievers were bred in the Scottish Highlands to swim out into cold water and bring back…
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Sophocles with Fur
I do most of my writing at the breakfast table off the kitchen. This is a practical…
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The Boyz Mean Business
Each morning, without fail, I awaken to a golden retriever’s nose close enough to my face that…
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Boredom and Bravado
The tell was in how slowly they got up. A simple “come here” usually brings Captain and…
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