Third Shift Musings - On Life

When beginnings and endings collide.

This is our dog, Hobbes. Like Calvin and Hobbes, which is one of my mother’s favorite comic strips. Hobbes was adopted into our family in 2009 as a hyper, feisty, protective little thing who I instantly fell in love with. See, I was terrified of all dogs except puppies since I was about nine years old. I preferred cats to dogs (still do tbh) but it was …