Dreamcatcher
When Charlie and I travel, we see the both the good and the not so good. New Mexico is one of our favorite states, if not our very favorite, especially…
Let’s dance
It's a rainy Charlie Bravo Day at the Casa del Whackos, but as it has been a long, dry spell, having some rain is a good thing. I'm wadded up…
Wash, rinse, repeat
Sometimes a matter arises at the Casa del Whackos that I'm sure is never an issue in other more "normal" households; tonight one of those matters arose. Mom had just…
We may not have the best of everything…
...but we still have the best of everything. I'm the Casa del Whackos, and I'm a decidely weird place. A modest house that is beginning to show the wear and…
Dad Soup
Dad here; throughout my life, I have suffered some pretty disgusting and demeaning actions performed upon my person. Colostomy bag, ruptured Achilles tendon, barium enema, I've even slept with a…
Bully!
How can the powers that be discriminate against that which they cannot even properly define? When we found Charlie huddled in her crate, she weighed less than eighteen pounds. Due…
The Road Winds On
Over the years, "not so good" things have happened at the Casa. Breast cancer, depression, job loss, near death experiences, all those things that make up the other side of…
