Jake, the Hunter
He killed one hundred and thirty-one squirrelsIn a single season (a dog of honor who wouldn’t lieWhere one squirrel digit too many be false);And I said, “Pick your ears, listen! hark to me!Should a single ...
Nellie, not a Pit
There’s no such thing as a bad dog, and Nellie is proof. She’s full of energy, equally ready to play or cuddle (her ferocious licks can wipe away eye boogers and clear a stuffy nose in one ...
Zoso, no Trouble
How much trouble can two boys get into while penned to the backyard? You wouldn’t think much, especially with innocent faces like ours. Now, before you go getting the wrong idea from the papers or ...
Dogs are Love
Dogs are patient,Dogs are kind,Dogs are not jealous;Dogs do not brag,Dogs are not arrogant. Dogs do not act disgracefully,Dogs do not seek their own benefit;Dogs are not provoked,do not keep an account of a wrong ...
Barklee & Hazel, Siblings
To My Brother— Letitia Elizabeth Landon Do you recall the fancies of many years ago,When the pulse danced those light measures that again it cannot know?Ah, we both of us are altered, and now we ...
Blakely Sniffs the Neighborhood
A radio drama [Dramatic Music] Time now for another installment of… Blakely! Sniffs! The Neighborhood! We now go live to Alex Rodriguez in Lexington. (whispering) Thank you, Ken. I’m at the corner of Short and ...
Sammie, The Soundtrack
1992. Sixth grade. Nirvana’s ‘Come as You Are‘ plays and suddenly I know what real music is. Every time I walk Sammie, I get that feeling back again. His paws tap out that intro bass ...
Wasabi, Man About Town
I get to see Wasabi (aka Houdini) just about every day. Well, “see.” Mostly, I feel him shoot between my legs as I’m trying to get the dog of the house out the door. Wasabi’s ...
Celebrity Doppelgangers, part Three
Sammie’s got those flowing, curly locks of any number of rock stars: Zoot, Mr. Zappa, or Slash Could Maxine be the reincarnation of Anubis? And Penelope doesn’t have Snarf‘s whiskers, but I swear I’ve heard ...
Duke & Finley: Squirrel Hunters
It was year 11 of the Squirrel Conflict when my family sat me down. “Duke, we love you and think you’re doing just a fine job. But. We’d like to get you some help.” What ...