Charlie's out like a light from an apparent tryptophan overdose. Before anyone starts freaking out and turns me in to the ASPCA, tryptophan is the ingredient in turkey that causes drowsiness, and it appears that the Charles is remarkably susceptible to its properties. As promised, here's the story of the accident that ultimately led us to Charlie. It's a long tale, with many twists and turns, but bear with me; a lot of of miracles…

Unbeknownst to either of us, two years ago today two separate tragedies were working to bring dad and I together; mine was occurring due to a lifetime spent in the crate, and dad's was stealthily advancing on two wheels. Many have asked about my life BC(before Casa), but truthfully, I remember very little of my time before the crate. They say that sometimes an event can be so traumatic that your mind will erase any…

Dad here; for those of you who have followed Charlie's story since the beginning, you will recall that it was always meant to be a refuge from the incessant bad news that seemed to permeate social media at the time, and unfortunately still does. Remember the story of Caetlin, the dog who's muzzle had been wrapped in duct taped? Ever hear much about her since? I'm sure that she is now leading a wonderful life,…

Max here...Everything at the Casa is about sharing, as difficult as it may be; here I am, chilling with dad when who should bust down the bedroom door but the two most obnoxious dogs on the planet: Mia the Spazcrobat and Charlie the Elemental Force of Nature. Nothing can upset my meditation like these two; how I long for the days when it was just dad and I! For a time, I was dad's soul…