Once a child who couldn’t resist “borrowing” the neighborhood dogs, Marjie Alonso grew up to make her passion her profession. She spent decades as a dog trainer, behavior consultant, and executive director of animal behavior nonprofits. Over the years she shared her life with Emma, an American Eskimo, Betty and Addie, a pair of Greater Swiss Mountain Dogs, Nellie, her first beagle, and now Alice, along with countless foster dogs. A devoted parent and storyteller, Marjie writes with humor and heart about the joy, mischief, and everyday conversations that make life with dogs so deeply meaningful.

 

Marjie has just completed a memoir about taking her sons to meet their biological mothers in Paraguay and a reckoning about adoption. She writes essays for publication, and has a weekly Substack.

Dear Goddamned Beagle,

You’re not helping.

I know this is our first time together at tax season, but in the future, when I’m frantically trying to get them in on a Sunday before leaving for a week, while realizing I’d meant to get some info from the accountant who’s apparently now in the witness protection program, and I’m on the phone trying to get into my locked Staples account to find out how much I spent on the printer, and the doorbell rings, it’s just mean to steal my salad.

 

Adding to my tax ineptitude humiliation this year will be olive oil stains on my returns. Also, I didn’t want that piece of celery either.

Love,

Your Person

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