The Charlie Bravo Story

My Story Begins Here…

Dad here. On a cold, raw day in January, my son Zach and I were making a high speed pass through a rural area east of Little Rock when we spotted a dog crate partially hidden in the weeds beside the road. Something – or Someone – made us stop and check the crate. What we found was beyond horrible... A full sized dog reduced to a ragged, scabby skeleton, smelling so strongly of death…

Doomscrolling

Stop the doomscrolling Dad here; a major thunderstorm is currently pummeling the Casa with a metric ton of rain, thunder, and high winds. A loud crash just came from the back porch, where one of the metal panels was ripped free and tossed onto the roof for me to deal with in the morning, but do you think for a minute that the dogs are worried? Not on your life; the only thing that concerns…

My Voice

Happy Charlie Bravo Day! I have been asked how finding Charlie has changed my life, and it's caused me to think long and hard on how to describe the impact. Apart from the obvious, adopting not just a dog but a force of nature that is as focused and intense as anything I've ever seen, she gave me a voice. Some would say just the opposite, the I gave her a voice, but they would…

Nostalgia

Here's to all of us who are homesick for a place that no longer exists. For the first few years of our relationship, Charlie and I spent a lot of time poking around in some pretty desolate areas out west. It was awesome, sometimes days where human interaction was available only when initiated; it was available, but we had to search for it. But in 2019, Covid and ATV vehicles changed all that. When vacation…

The Getaway

Psst! Titus! Whassup, Charlie? Don't look up, but Dad just put on "the pants"... How do you know that those are "the pants"? They look just like any other pair of pants to me... Well, Titus, part of the reason that I'm the Queen of this here outfit is my attention to detail; it's not so much the pants, but how he's wearing them. You know, kind of furtively. "Furtively"? Does that mean that he's…

Dad needs an operation

Howdy, folks; I'm Mac o' the Duff! Although it feels like I have been at the Casa forever, it will only be a year this coming Wednesday that Dad found me down by the Arkansas River. As I don't have any idea as to my actual birthday, I henceforth declare that the fifth of October, my "gotcha" day, will be the official date of celebration. As it seems to be the thing on the Book…

Pekudei

Charlie Bravo here; It's incredible what you will hear if you take time to listen. Dad and I were once coming through the Ozark mountains late at night. Up in those folds and hollers, cell coverage is spotty at best, and radio reception has to be set on perpetual scan to pick anything up at all. Even then the best you can hope for in that neck of the woods is snippets of "modern" country(yark)…

Bravissimo Rhapsody

As everyone knows, Charlie is the Queen of the Casa, and she's quite protective of this title. When she heard that there was actually a band named "Queen", she was not pleased at the effrontory, and took it upon herself to re-write their biggest hit to reflect the most important story of the last millennia: hers. So here is the Queen's interpretation of a classic, Bravissimo Rhapsody A basket of ten pups Quite a large…
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