November 16, 2006
Our little dog Lucy went into heat the week we were taking her to the vet to be spayed. A puppy whose life was previously occupied with walks, chasing her ball, running, pouncing on bugs and cadging treats is now focused almost exclusively on becoming a mother. Or, at least, on finding a mate. Judging by her avid scenting on our early morning walks, there are a lot of fine male dogs in the vicinity. But she won’t be meeting them. She’s too young to be a mother.
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November 2, 2006
Hallelujah! It’s here. Better than finding out that drinking red wine and eating dark chocolate are good for you. Way, way better than liposuction and tummy tucks. So much better than the South Beach Diet; get out of here with your South Beach Diet. I’m talking about resveratrol (marketeers take note: we need a catchy new name for this stuff, and quick). And you need never diet again, because resveratrol lets you eat whatever you want, and stay as healthy and active as your brother the fitness freak. Yee-ha!
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