Crazy times at the Casa; after an amazing recovery from her last downturn, Oba has taken another drastic turn for the worst. I've been through this before, when my dad passed due to some crazy combination of Alzhiemers and dementia. You have no choice but to keep on living life, but the reality of it is that the whole house keeps subconsciously listening for a clock that keeps on ticking. But this time it's different,…

Today was a good day. Yeah, I know; it was another gray day at the Casa. Winter can't make up her mind if she's coming or going. It seems like there's nothing but hatred and division battering us from every angle; you know, the whole "When I would do good, evil is present with me" thing. I feel like all of us are tired of being called sheep if we believe in one thing, or…

MacDuff finds his hops When I found The Duff ambling aimlessly down on the Arkansas River Trail, he was such a mass of matted fur with a gimpy gait that I assumed the he was an old dog. I even described him to Mom as an "old man with a broken leg" when requesting her to bring the CRV down to Medflight him back to the Casa. She was actually expecting that I had found…

I should probably apologize in advance for this post, due to it's length and subject matter, but I refuse; this one's for me. I have a disease. Sometimes that disease goes into remission for a time, but still it's always there, lurking just beneath the surface. But this is a strange disease, as it usually chooses to manifest itself at the most inappropriate of times, periods where I am least prepared to deal with it's…

Dad here; colorectal cancer is the third most common cancer diagnosed in both men and women in the United States; well, it isn't going to get me. This is why I'm getting my plumbing snaked first thing in the AM, so I guess you know what I'll be doing tonight. To "pass" the time and with apologies to the Bee Gees, I debase myself for your entertainment with my version of 'Staying Alive"... Well you…

Happy Charlie Bravo Day! Dad here; I can't remember if I ever told the story of how the Duff came to be an inmate at the Casa del Whackos, and I'm too lazy to go back in the archives and look... So, anyways; it seems that there has always been a scruffy-faced terrier in the mix at the Casa. First it was Ivan the Terrier, numerous foster schnauzers, Max E. Million, then last being Ajax…

As we approach the seventh anniversary of Charlie's emancipation from the crate, I think that it's a good time to address some of the questions that we get asked time and again. So here we go... #1: how old is Charlie? We honestly don't know. We initially thought that she was approximately a year old when she came out of the crate, as her teeth, jaws, and bone structure where fully developed. However, this was…