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…

I’m ready for my close UP

When I say it's always an adventure with the Charles, I'm not exaggerating. Last week I took a wheel by the local Cycle Gear to get a tire mounted, and of course Charlie just HAD to go. And as she is an absolute diva, she's more than a little obnoxious when it comes to her demands to being the center of my attention. Although I had struck up a conversation with a guy who had…

Battle of Wills

Dad here; I think I'm getting the hang of this whole "grandparenthood" thing. At first I thought the answer was to just hang back for a bit and live vicariously through Jude, in that I could listen to the gooshy comments made by his Mojo and imagine they're still about me. Hey, the older I get, the better I was. Them the Jude Bear and I got this little arrangement worked out, where he decides…

Fear Naught

Dad and I were rolling in the ChRV today, and we heard something that made perfect sense: Fear creates anger, anger creates hate, hatred creates suffering. Doesn't that sound familiar? I think that it's safe to say that there are many things that tend to frighten us right now, and in some cases, rightfully so. Covid comes immediately to mind. I tend to fall into the "cautious but optimistic" camp; I would not want to…

Walter Mitty

All that wander are not lost, a and all that lean are not off balance -Charlie Bravo Dad here; I seem to have an addiction to all things two wheeled and four legged. When I found Charlie and was able to fit the two pieces of that puzzle together, it was if an itch was being scratched that I didn't even previously know existed. But that being said, sometimes I just have to go solo…

I told Dad my name today

I told Dad my name today. Wait a minute. We haven't even been properly introduced. I'm from North Little Rock; I was dumped out on the side of the road, but to tell the truth, I really didn't care. Being left on my own is better than being chained up and ignored in the back corner of a hood rat's yard. I'm still not sure what the problem was; could it have been my bum…

Another Inmate

Dad here; I was beginning to think that I had lost my mojo. It's almost like I can't function unless there's a windmill waving it's arms at me and action, warranted or not, must be taken. It's been awhile since in dog in distress has crossed my path, the last being Mr Stubb; and he disappeared a few weeks ago. It wasn't totally surprising, as that's kind of how he showed up, almost as much…

Shameless Hussy

Shameless hussy (SHāmləs həsē) a: a girl or woman who behaves in a disrespectful or inappropriate way; b: a large black dog from the south who has an entirely too exalted view of herself and everyone else must pay the price. (See also "char‐le' brah-voh") If you disagree with this assessment, I would introduce as evidence into the record her reaction when she realizes that we are going for a motorcycle ride. More importantly, when…
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