Introducing Grover

Grover has been with us a week now and he’s really grown on us. Poor little dog was found on our neighbor’s front porch sleeping in a cat bed.

We took him to the vet who pulled eight abscessed molars, shaved his severely clumped fur that had thorns embedded through poking into his skin, and removed a ping pong ball-sized tumor from his neck. He was under anesthesia during all of this, thankfully. We named him Grover. He was apparently abandoned.

He’s doing well now. He’s getting on well with our other four dogs. Our cat Nellie is still a bit of a mystery for him.

Grover's Makeover

Grover's Makeover

Tsunamis from the Past

There are signs up along the coast of Japan, some 600 or so years old, that say do not build houses below this rock:

“High dwellings are the peace and harmony of our descendants,” the stone slab reads. “Remember the calamity of the great tsunamis. Do not build any homes below this point.”