International Women’s Day
Yo, Charlee! What's up, Bultaco? I understand zees ees a special day for you! Well, Bull, when your earliest memory is of the inside of a filthy crate, any day spent free is a special day, but I take your point. So, how do you plan on zee celebrations? Well, I'll flounce, lick, chark, chowl, strut, take a long, quivering poop, kick grass joyously over my head, work on my book, take a nap, wait…
Priorities
There's an old saying "I would rather sleep with a wet dog than a guilty conscience"; last night, dad got both. Mom decided that Max and I needed a spa day, so dad dutifully trudged to the shower to fulfill his destiny as beautician/masseuse/cosmetician. The time it takes a dog to dry is directly proportionate to the lateness of the hour, so, last night, the bed retained a slightly swamp-like atmosphere. Mom wisely relocated to…
The mountains are calling
On our travels from the oceans to the mountains, we have found that there is not a more depressing place than the oceans or the mountains. Not the places themselves, but the fact that thete are multitudes "Living lives of quiet desperation" in the immediate proximity to these life giving places, yet they never choose to step out the front door. For example; mom is from the coast of North Carolina; when we go to…
Roll back the curtain of memory
Dad here; two years ago today, I had the honor of meeting many of you for the very first time. We had recently found Charlie, but her story had yet to really take hold. I was scheduled for surgery to reverse the colostomy when a freak snowstorm blew through Little Rock, effectively shutting down the hospital and postponing the resection until the following week. I was NOT pleased. Playing in the snow has always been…
The new Roo…
Max here... Recently, dad went back to work and had to score a new car for business purposes: the only things he likes less than dealing with auto dealerships is going to the proctologist or the dentist, even in that order, and even if they're the same peroom, on the same visit. Actually, we have great empathy for the actual salesman, it's the self-important manager behind the curtain I wouldn't hike my leg on if…
