“Where’s my ring?” my wife said anxiously as she scoured the bedroom. She hates losing things. Sunglasses are often the most common casualty, which is surprising as my wife is more organized than a Trapper Keeper.* I don’t like it when she loses something, either—especially if I bought it for her, like, say, an engagement ring. We searched the house—and her car and anywhere else we could think of—for her ring. All the while Katniss, our 40-pound German shepherd mix, lounged on the bed like a queen gazing upon her realm. As most people do when they lose things, my … Continue reading Engagement ring disappears; does my dog like to eat carats?