Memories from the Red Couch

Carl didn’t realize when he plopped his body up on the red vinyl surface and made himself comfortable that he was adding to the memories that had already existed from sitting on the bold red couch.  This particular piece of furniture had been bought as a pair and first made its way into our livesContinue reading “Memories from the Red Couch”

The Power of a Voice

Carl has been screeching for some reason for the last couple of minutes. It may be that he wants my attention or that he wants to be fed.  But for whatever reason, his familiar voice can be clearly heard by everyone in proximity of our home. Everyone who lives close to us, knows this voice.Continue reading “The Power of a Voice”