Saint Prozac

I found an altar at the Albuquerque airport. It might be blasphemy to call a merchandise display at a gift store an altar, but what it contained was holy to me. There, hiding (out of shame?) among all the saints on a string was Saint Dymphna. The icon description on the back says, “Saint Dymphna:Continue reading “Saint Prozac”

And a little dog shall lead them

I remember the first time someone pointed out that d-o-g spelled backward is g-o-d. And at the time I probably thought that the person was a little nutty. But now I’m really starting to wonder if there *is* something to it, like a divine connection between humans and dogs. My brother recently adopted a rescueContinue reading “And a little dog shall lead them”