Dog therapy: A writer’s break

Why writers should have an active, non-writing hobby

When my cousin got married a few years back, my parents wanted to leave town. But I knew they had a German Shepherd that would be left to her lonesome for three days. I asked, “Who’s going to feed Faith?”

Now Faith wasn’t the kind of wild dog that needed a dog sitter. She could’ve definitely been content outside in their backyard with enough food to last her three days. I, on the other hand, just didn’t want to leave her. I handed over the keys to my reasonably new…