The drizzled warrior trudged north across the wasteland, dragging his heavy load towards the Place of Burning. Guarding his flanks to the east and west ranged his dogs of war, their muscles flexing like wet otters as they crashed through the brush. If there had been anyone else on the continent at that time to witness the sight, it would have been terrifying. As this was not a normal hunt; it was obvious from the…

A wise man learns from other's mistakes, an average man learns from his own mistakes, but a fool never learns. Obviously, I am a fool. Regardless of how I fight the system, I seem to always have at least two dogs on my person whenever I am anything resembling horizontal. Usually, one of these dogs is Charlie, who has the special talent of burying her bony elbow directly into my solar plexus while simultaneously lathering…

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What is UP with THIS?... Is it just me, or does anyone else feel like that they could use a borderline scalding hot shower to wash this electronic scum off off of our collective backs? Or better yet, to take a dive into a icy mountain stream where the roar of the rapids can drown out the cacophony of crapola that they're slamming into our subconscious? I used to believe that what the Book of…

Dad here; it's midnight at the Casa, and the house is full of snoring, whuffling and farting canines. I have to get up early in the morning, and you would think that I would have at least as much sense as the inmates, but they have a distinct advantage: They don't get all spun up over social media. I, on the other hand, log on with perfectly good intentions; I'll have a great idea for…

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…

Dad here; many harvests ago, I had a friend who's dad was an outdoor writer for a local newspaper. As such, he thought that he should have a suitable hunting dog to fill out his image, so he used his connections to secure a pedigreed beagle with a bloodline that seemed to go back as far as Plymouth Rock. I have long since forgotten the dog's officially pompous name, as we quickly shortened it to…