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The Kat speaketh

(Drum roll and trumpet fanfare please) This is Alex's first post, but hopefully not the last; I think the girl has a knack for it... so here we go: Throughout my lifetime raised by my parents, the number of animals we’ve (i.e. they’ve) rescued reaches beyond double digits. And even now, to be completely honest, I never know when an animal we rescue is going to survive. And that bothers the heck out of me.…
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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…
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Fear naught

"Serious question... When you survive something that could very well have killed you, do you lose some of your tendency to fear new encounters with danger?" This query was posted in response to a picture of me standing on rock ledge in Moab, Utah, and it made me think: is fear ever a good thing? When Jo Ann was diagnosed with cancer some years ago, of course we feared the worse. One of the things…
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Give the gift of Charlie

Remember how you felt when you first heard the story of Charlie? Now you can share this story with family and friends with a Charlie Bravo Gift Box, shipped directly from the Casa del Whackos just in time for Christmas. Inside the box: A first edition of the book, pawtogaphed by the queen herself. A sagebrush scented candle, created especially for Charlie by the Cimarron Candle Company in, you guessed it, Cimarron, New Mexico. Nothing…
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Dognet

The suspension sighed in relief as the detective heaved his considerable bulk from the interior of the plain white Impala. He approached the modest ranch style house, and grunted his thanks as the uniformed police officer lifted the yellow crime scene tape; stooping was not something that got any easier as mandatory retirement approached. "Whatcha got, Lou?" "It's a bad one, Bill; come on back to the master bedroom, but I'm warning you, it ain't…
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My dog FRAPS in public.

Dad here; one of the pleasures of having a pack of goofy dogs is the chance to watch them engage in a fit of the "zoomies". The technical term is "FRAPS", or Frenetic Random Activity Periods, of which Charlie is the queen. She will suddenly take off tearing around the yard in wild abandon, fleeing in mock terror from an unseen pursuer, only to instantly switch from hunted to huntress, at least in her mind.…
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Goodbye yellow brick road

Dad here; the girls have always put numbered the boys at the Casa del Whackos, and now that Oba is here from North Carolina, the estrogen brigade is even stronger. Now, although Oba hails from Okinawa, a fairly rural island off of the coast of Japan, she is convinced that everyone in Arkansas has difficulty wearing shoes and pronouncing complete sentences. This belief was reinforced when I let slip this morning that I sometimes engage…
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Why I ride

When people see us out on the road, dad always gets questions like "does she really like it?", "how do you get her on the bike?" and the biggie, "how do you strap her in?" They don't realize that this is what I live for. Its especially delectable when we pull up beside a vehicle containing another dog, and I can see the jealousy etched upon their face; sure, they get an open window, but…
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