More Thunder Down Under

After I had jacked Thunder off the night before, I was feeling a little more exploratory. We came home from his daily walk early in the afternoon. I prepared the living room very carefully – I threw an old comforter down on the floor, and I got undre

Heavy Petting Zoo

I was already panting lightly when I slipped over the turnstile into the small petting zoo at the ranch where my sister works and lives. She had gone out of town for a few days, so I had spent my weekend at her apartment, dog-sitting again. I was bor

Thunder Down Under

My oldest sister lives in a ranch-style house in the foothills west of Las Vegas. She and her current beau decided to go on a little roadtrip, but her big Malamute, Thunder, gets carsick. She asked me if I’d mind petsitting for the weekend. I was in