As deeply as I drink from the well of bitter disappointment, it's occasionally nice to switch to a sweeter cocktail, preferably one that induces forgetfulness, like the waters of the river Lethe, or Jose Cuervo.
About six months ago my life was notably improved by the addition of a small, furry companion, Charley.
Charley is a three-year-old Brussels Griffon, and is freaking adorable (and surprisingly well-behaved!).
Charley's best canine friend in the world belongs to a neighbor of my parents' named Jan - he is a little white mutt named Toby.
If you, like me, need a little break from news regarding the economy or the environment or the state of income inequality or basically anything that ISN'T a backyard full of sunshine and cute dogs, please enjoy.