On Market and Gough, sits KitTea, a mix between a cafe and a cat playground. You go in, pet cats, and drink tea, basically the single whitest thing anyone could possibly do. As a dog owner, I would’ve...

It was storming the day I sprinted up my front porch steps to the sound of wailing fire engines, two trucks parked outside our house. To my surprise, I didn’t hear the screams from broken bones or see...