She’ll chase baseballs and lacrosse balls and now BYU footballs which she is determined to figure out how to pick up with her mouth.
It is yet again that time of year, I just realized. Which could explain why I feel like I just guzzled a pitcher of fire.
A heart-rending interview with Coco’s trainer and an update on how the herding dog is holding up.
Hey, Carol. I guess you breed your dogs a bit larger where you come from.
Adding a bit of style to his current condition which I am apparently not allowed to joke about.
A post for pet lovers and everyone who has loved Chuck from afar.
My new nickname for the poet who lives in the basement.
Let me tell you a story about a dog named Chuck.
With apologies to the skiers and snowboarders who are shaking their fists at the sky.
Do we even realize what we let sleep in our houses, dog owners?