This is not a Newfoundland. It is my mother's Doberman, Trinket, wearing her leopard coat with a fur trimmed collar. Albuquerque has BIG SNOW and Trinket is not amused even in all her finery. Trinket would not run me over, however, her sister Voodoo the mugger (puppy of older, indulgent parents) is a whole other … Continue reading Poetically Knocked On My Ass