I KNOW THERE IS SOMETHING HERE. Something deep in my terrier brain, a message from my ancient ancestors, compels me forward to FIND THAT DAMN VARMINT. While I have absolutely no idea of what it is, IT SMELLS RIGHT, and that’s all that matters. ONCE MORE, INTO THE BREACH Neither rain, nor sleet, nor CONCRETE…
OK, so I found this stick today while carrying out my normal morning stick-carrying duties. I think it would be a brilliant part of my permanent collection (that I am currently building). Mama didn’t seem convinced, so I laid down. Still no dice. Well at least I can visit it each day in the park…
Two years ago today a 10-pound tumor that had been growing on my spleen, slowly taking over my abdominal cavity and in general being a very bad thing, burst. Mama rushed me into emergency surgery at the amazing Penn Veterinary School Hospital in Philadelphia. The prognosis didn’t look good. I didn’t look good. Mama’s checkbook…
As we live in Pittsburgh now, it seems that we have become a part of Steelers Nation. Mama and I don’t watch much sports, nor get involved in any of the hoo-ha surrounding it, preferring to do our own sports of urban-park-hiking and stickwork (with some tennis ball action thrown in). Yet today after 1.5…
Oh, snowman. You pathetic little frozen beast. Not even much of a snowman – just three slightly smaller sized lumps smashed on top of one another. Your arms aren’t exactly anatomically correct either, it would be difficult for you to accomplish much of anything with those oddly-placed appendages. You only have two. I have three. …
Brrrrrrrr. It suddenly got super-duper cold here in Pittsbrrrrrrrrrrgh. While I am adventure dog, and I enjoy a good romp in the snow just like any other self-respecting canine, this bitter wind bothers me. Especially as I get older, I have far less tolerance for the wind not just whipping through my fuzz, but whipping…
