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LUNA rescued!

Puck told us about a little dog LUNA was wandering and lost in Yellowstone - over a month ago! But they finally FINALLY caught her! Otis said, wow she lost a lot of weight!   After 34 days on the loose in Yellowstone National Park, Luna the Jack Russell Terrier is on her way home. Katie Boucher, president of Norris Arc Training and Recovery Center, led the search for the 10-year-old dog, which was spotted dozens of times throughout the area but proved difficult to catch. Boucher’s team had only days left before they would have to suspend the search for the winter. Around 11:30 a.m. Wednesday, Boucher told Cowboy State Daily via text message that the search had ended with the news so many had been waiting on. “We got her!” Boucher said. MORE:  https://cowboystatedaily.com/2026/10/14/we-got-her-10-pounds-lighter-terrier-rescued-after-34-days-in-yellowstone/   
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Artist Joan Grevstad

I met Joan when we were getting co-counselling in Seattle in the early 1990s. We became inseparable. She was an artist. Yes, I lost her and still mourn her... I stayed with Joan and her husband Joe Grevstad (a true Norwegian) in the 1990s at their gorgeous farmhouse in Kent, Washington. The poem I wrote is at the bottom of this post from my book SLEEPS WITH KNIVES.

These are a few photos of her farm house and her art. If I find more *and I hope I do* - I will keep posting...




When I was renting a condo in Redmond on Lake Sammamish, I would drive down on Sundays to see Joan and Joe and we'd watch the HIGHLANDER on TV. I miss her. I really miss her.

Sleeps with Knives Book Cover

My poem for Joan in Sleeps with Knives


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