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Hotel del Whackos

On a dark southern highway Humid wind in my fur Out cruising with Miss Ellie Her normal rumble a purr I hear a bark in the distance As dad pulls up the drive What sounds like a cacophony Is Mia losing her mind inside Dadadadadada, da... (Guitar build up) Welcome to the Casa del Whackos Such a lovely place, if you can find a space Living it up at the Casa del Whackos Where a…
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Consider the puppies…

When Hurricane Katrina slammed into New Orleans back in the summer of 2005, the flood of refugees and their stories of despair into the surrounding states was devastating. Getting the family heavily involved in the relief efforts alleviated the stress and anxiety somewhat; doing something is always better than doing nothing. It was during this time that I was playing basketball with some kids, lunged for a rebound and heard a BANG behind me and…

The World is Waiting for the Sunrise

Last week's post of Beethoven's "Ode to Joy" was a bit more of what we expected to be posting every Monday as an attempt to ease the transition from weekend to workday, but when Zach came by to tinker with the motorcycles this weekend, we couldn't pass up the opportunity. He and dad haven't played together, or at all, for that matter, in quite some time, and though the rust was evident, a good time…
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Damaged goods

Rainy day in August; always a good thing at the Casa, as it not only breaks the cycle of viciously humid days, it also forces dad to slow down a bit. I like to GO! GO! GO! as much as any dog, but sometimes it's good to hang around the house for a bit, the siren call of the road somewhat muted by the rain drumming on the back porch. The hummingbirds are undeterred by…
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Charlie riseth in the morning

Psst! Hey dad! are you awake? Good Lord, Charlie, it's 0430! Go back to sleep! Mom will slap us both naked and hide our clothes if you get Mia and Max riled up! I can't go to sleep without a bed time story; tell that one about how you found the me in the crate, but leave out all the gooshy parts. Charlie, that's not how bedtime stories work; you know perfectly well that they…
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Mountain sage

One of the most incredible smells on this planet is that of wild mountain sage, and there is no better place to experience it than at the North Rim of the Black Canyon in Colorado. The canyon as it is at some points deeper than it is wide, hence the term "Black", as daylight never reaches some points of the Gunnison river a thousand feet below. The variegated rock formations lining it's vertical walls are…
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The Wizard of “Awwws…”

This is dad's old buddy, Kyle, recently transplanted back to Arkansas from Colorado; if you have read my book, you'll will recognize him, as he has the better part of a chapter dedicated to his story. Kyle is a dog person through and through, but circumstances beyond his control have kept him from having a canine companion for the last few years; now back in Little Rock, he has remedied that situation. He paid the…
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