The Charlie Bravo Story

The Clarion Cry of the Lonesome Chark

Approximately 0300 hours this morning, mom arose, purportedly to let Mia and I do our “bidness”, but we somehow we instead found ourselves incarcerated in the north wing of the Casa del Whackos, i.e. the dog yard. This will NOT do: I have been waaaaay too diligent for waaaaay too long on my fight to establish my territory on the bed to allow a setback like this to occur, so I did what I had to do.

From the trumpets of Joshua used to jolt Jericho to the air raid sirens of Great Britain announcing another long night of bombardment, loud noises have been employed to express alarm and call for assistance, and my voice is no different. I began my verbal assault beginning with a few preemptory salvos consisting of yips and whines directed towards the walls of the Casa which escalated quickly into a full barrage of barks, howls, and ultimately, the nuclear option, the MOAB, the Mother of all Bombs if you will, known to military historians the world over as:

The Chark.

Dad had no choice but to immediately capitulate and humble himself by enacting the dreaded Walk of Barefoot pre-dawn Shame across the dewy wasteland to offer terms of abject surrender, which I graciously accepted. Let it be noted that the instigator of these hostilities (mom) was not in attendance at this ceremony, an issue to be addressed at a later date.

So here I am, once again firmly established in my rightful place on the bed; as set forth in the details of the peace accord, mom has been exiled to the territory of the couch and dad is back in his allotted space at the edge of the world, clutching the edge of the bed with his butt cheeks in a effort to not plunge into the abyss. Max E. Million has used the recent hostilities as an opportunity to increase his own empire, but as discretion is the better part of valor, I have decided to be magnanimous and let things stay as they are for the time being. Besides, that pocket-sized dictator has been known to posess some serious firepower in those hirsute little jaws of his, and I prefer my shiny black hide to continue on in the manner it currently exists:

Unperforated.

So beyond its obvious use as a weapon of mass destruction, what is the purpose of “The Chark?” It can serve as a reminder that, as I did, we all tend to exist in some form of a crate and only by helping others leave theirs can we hope to escape ours. It can also act as a call to action, a reminder that just because you can’t fix it all doesn’t mean that you refuse to fix anything; get involved, as there IS life outside of the TV set. It can also provide a wall of sound, drowning out the flood of negativity and bad news created by those that would have you believe that you don’t matter and your actions don’t make a difference.

If a scabby, scaly, starving dog incarcerated in a crate can become an elemental force of nature, just imagine what you can do, right here, right now, with the arsenal of talent you currently have in your possession.

Now go Chark the freaking Diem!

Join the discussion

  1. Lori Stiefel

    You are a Good girl Charlie ! XXOO

  2. Vicki Efurd

    I prefer my shiny butt unperforated as well lol

  3. Elisabeth Parrish

    I wonder if Charlie is going to end up being “the other woman” in divorce court? Lol! Mom must be a patient lady!

  4. Ethel Sleith

    Thanks, Charlie, for the grin on which to end my working day.

  5. Jeanne Mancinelli

    As always, you have ai spirit message in your stories. Well said my lady. Well said.

  6. Kathy Moody

    You go, girl. We would expect no less

  7. Marlene Petsche

    You just made my morning as usual Charlie girl 🙂 <3

  8. Duane Tebbetts

    If mama ain’t happy, ain’t nobody happy. This ain’t over, Ms. Charles.

  9. Jannie Maxwell

    Charking? I shall give this a try and see if I can’t get some two-legged occupants motivated!!

  10. Lynette Tankersley

    Me, too! Thanks for a beautiful start to my day!

  11. Sandy Runyon Lough

    Going forth to heed the clarion call…er, chark of the day!

  12. Robin D Mahan

    One of these nights, mom’s gonna put all y’all on the couch!!! 🙂

  13. Marianne Colwill Shanley

    Charking away in your honor today Charlie! ❤️

  14. Enid Stratton

    So glad to have Charlie I need a Charlie in my life

  15. Sam Howard

    Aye, been out conquering the world all the morn., now I be pooped out.

  16. Leigh Pevreal

    Probably not really since it was dad who assisted in your release from the North Wing.

  17. Fran Scott

    The Chark heard ’round the world 🙂

  18. Deb Silva

    Mom Had to be in some sort of delirium … maybe sleep walking … or something along those lines. No one in their right mind could every impose temporary banishment to “the dog yard” on The Charles. Just sayin.

  19. Lisa Taylor

    Charlie you make me smile so glad for all your bed hogging yelping ways but… On the other hand mom being kicked out of her bed well i feel for mom no dog in my casa is putting me outta my bed so go mom take back that bed lol

  20. Mikki Calm

    You help more people than you know! Never stop believing that

  21. Pam Miles

    Poor Mom, she shouldn’t have to give up her place in the bed! Maybe you guys need a bigger bed! If you have a king size already, get two fulls or queens and push them together!!!! Just an idea!♡♡♡

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