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…

What to do…

We have a conundrum. It's been almost six years since Charlie began posting on Facebook. We saw a need for an non-Hallmarky, non-politicky oasis in a desert of constant negativity, and so her blog was created. But as the stories of the Casa are often chronological, we began having issues with FB moving things around, or even followers of the page not getting updates at all and losing track of the story line. It is…

Stubb’s currency

Evidently, Mr Stubb doesn't have much faith in the stability of the Federal Reserve, so he has decided to introduce a new form of currency to the Casa del Whackos... But first, who is Mr Stubb? He is a stocky red mutt that just showed up in the company of the neighbor's dog, Toby, and quietly infiltrated to the inner sanctum of the Casa. Like most that show up here, he is a rough case;…

Crystal Bridges

Dad here; typical early January Sunday morning at the Casa. Cold and rainy outside, the dogs have all reclaimed their respective positions inside on the bed, with the exception of Mr Stubb. For some reason, he has never shown much interest in staking his claim under the covers, instead choosing to serenade me with his snores wafting up from his position on the floor. Just as professional practical jokers usually avoid April Fool's Day as…

Twas the night before Charkmas 2020

2020 Twas the night before Charkmas at the Casa del Whackos Four feet in my back from a dog that's so blackos And mom running her chainsaw way off to my right Guaranteeing this will be a long winter night The dogs were sprawled out all over the bed With not one but two more crammed against the side of my head Marco 'neath the covers, between my white legs Looking less like a dog,…

Royalty is obnoxious

Who knew that royalty could be so obnoxious? Sure, I guess the Tudor's tended to be a bit boisterous, what with all the beheading and other anti-social activity going on, but the royals I had become accustomed seem to be a bit more boring. Their activities seem to swing to those of a more mundane nature, such as wearing hats, standing around looking either bored or constipated, and riding around in carts waving at the…

2020 is Hindsight

Dad here, speaking up in defense of 2020. I dislike bullies so much that I even feel a bit of pity for a span of days that every one seems willing to pile onto because we're repeatedly told that it's evil. Have you ever considered that certain things are considered "bad" because they're not taken in the proper context? Sure, I grieve at the loss of many good people, but I rejoice at the fact…

Black Bottom Girl

Hey I was just a skinny dog A plastic crate was my gulag But I knew life was beyond my Cell Block C, huh Now I've got a big black fanny My transformation was uncanny Big bad daddy, you made royalty out of me Hey hey! C'mon! Oh, we gona hit the road tonight Oh, following that round headlight Oh, gonna let my tongue hang out Fat bottomed dog, I make the spinning wheels go…
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