<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8" standalone="yes"?><rss version="2.0" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"><channel><title>Family on The Findings Report</title><link>https://www.findingsreport.com/tags/family/</link><description>Recent content in Family on The Findings Report</description><generator>Hugo</generator><language>en-us</language><lastBuildDate>Sun, 19 Nov 2017 08:41:00 -0800</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="https://www.findingsreport.com/tags/family/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>Don't Call Them Pets</title><link>https://www.findingsreport.com/2017/11/19/don-t-call-them-pets/</link><pubDate>Sun, 19 Nov 2017 08:41:00 -0800</pubDate><guid>https://www.findingsreport.com/2017/11/19/don-t-call-them-pets/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;It was about 60 degrees in Santa Monica on the morning when I met Sugar and her owner, Dan. Sugar is a sweet, caramel-brown dachshund who has clearly not missed many meals. Her legs wobble with her belly when she walks. As Sugar and my pug Gracie checked each other’s canine credentials, Dan and I swapped stories about how we spoil our pets. But what I remember most about this encounter was Sugar’s coat—a tufted down parka strapped over her plump little frame. It had a fur-lined hood. You may recall that I said it was 60 degrees in Santa Monica that morning. Dan was wearing shorts.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item></channel></rss>