I remember the words of Rodney King during the Los Angeles riots of 1992. I was a much snarkier version of the still snarky person I am today, and j remember making fun of Mr. King's comment. Boy, was he right, and I wrong. Right now, we have six dogs and counting occupying the limited space of the Casa del Whackos. Of course, there's Charlie Bravo, the self-assured diva who's humble origins from being abandoned…

We have always striven to keep Charlie's page a refuge from the negative crap that permeates the interweb, but sometimes life intervenes. I have a brother from a different mother who is looking down the barrel of the gun we as pet parents must all eventually face: that last trip to the vet. Not to make this about me, but my experience is all I have to relate to. My first dog after mom and…

The Art of the Curve It's been a while since Charlie and I had been on a bike, and it was starting to show. After the 3900 mile and three weeks trip from the upper tip of Washington state back to Arkansas, I wasn't too sure she would ever want to ride again. So, due to the grueling conditions I knew we would have to face crossing 1500 miles of New Mexican dirt, I decided…

It was brought to my attention that, due to the addition of Claire Bear and Titus Pullo, I needed to update this song... so here ya go: And a one and a two... Well I don't know why I try to lay here at night, I get the feeling that the floor I'll soon bite I'm so scared I haven't slept in two weeks Clutching the mattress edge between my butt cheeks Charlie's to the…

Female operator: 911, what's your emergency? Titus: uh, is there anybody else there I can talk to? Like a guy, maybe? Operator: I can assist you; what seems to be the problem, sir? Titus: well, I need to report a robbery of some very personal articles; mom took me in the van, then I got real sleepy. It was when I woke up and began to perform me morning ablutions that I discovered "them" missing!…

Spent the day at church, kind of; actually in a sinister-looking white panel van with Alex. We were loaded down with a passel of yapping goofballs heading north to St Louis and beyond to their forever homes, collected from various rescue groups along the way. (First scriptural reference coming up) "Forsake not the assembling of yourselves together" The prelude to the actual services began when we left Little Rock well before daylight, and started with…

Titus Pullo here; I am filing my first report from the Casa del Whackos. Mom got the story half right, I AM a redneck dog, born and raised in a trailer park in southwest Little Rock, a true "09er", meaning from the zip code 72209. This area has been infamous for years as the home of rattle-canned pick-up trucks blaring "Freebird" from rattle-y Radio Shack cassette players, but recently been repopulated with the influx of…