Why, hello deer You know, I’ve always kinda liked the humble little burgh where we live. So much so, that apparently I’m willing to drive an hour to my job, which is located in a more upscale locale with a… Read More ›
Dogs of Sword House
"Baw"
I was wondering why that tennis ball kept getting bigger and bigger*, said Micron. Then it hit me. In A Big Little Life** author Dean Koontz tells a story about his neighborhood walks with Trixie, a golden retriever CCI retiree… Read More ›
Wordless Wednesday: We’re not fancy people
Jet skiing at Cedar Island. Sans the jet ski. We’re not fancy people with fancy things. Hey, it’s not like I completely reject the material life though. We do so enjoy vacationing in a natural setting kinda venue and all…. Read More ›
Working like a . . . well, not really
Working like a . . . well, not really. What do you mean by this word “irony”? asks Micron. I’m a dog and this is how I spend the day in the office. So yes, I actually am working like… Read More ›
Salty sea dogs
That is not our dog. Nice doggie, I say, hoping that it’s true. Then to the kid, let’s put Euka back in the car. Just a precautionary measure. She seems docile enough though, this yellow dog. She greeted us by barking… Read More ›
Floundering in the rain
Hey Micron, says Euka, staring out the window. Explain this thing about human beans and water. Whad’ya mean? asks Micron. He puts down his chew bone and walks over to see what the puppy’s looking at. Might be squirrels, you never… Read More ›