Happy Independence Day. Or as we Irish Dachshunds call it, Tim Murphy Day. For surely this Irish frontiersman, this colonial sharpshooter, this ragged rebel serving under Daniel Morgan has done a service as integral to secure the birth of this Great Nation as any Founding Father. Tim Murphy fearlessly and without hesitation Continue Reading
While scientists have long been aware of their unique anatomy, little is actually known about the function and specifics of the Irish-Viking Dachshund’s particularities. It has been ascertained, through countless hours of research and study, that these elusive animals do possess a structural makeup unlike any other breed. While the “Haunch” and “Flank” are Continue Reading
“This is stupid!” Harley snarled as she stood on the sidewalk in downtown Under Dome with B.H. and Harry. “I can’t believe Roper’s having a parade at the same time the Vole Sports Network is airing the Mary Lou Retton gymnastics special! I mean, I’m recording it to watch later, Continue Reading
While working on his play, Henry V, Shakespeare took a few days to visit his older sister, Judith and her family. He brought his work with him on this holiday and often worked late into the night, sometimes requesting refreshments from his sister’s maid, Irish-born Ailbe O’Roarke. Miss O’Roarke, something of Continue Reading
The days following what was being referred to (at least by Harley) as “The Thanksgiving Dinner That the Damned Poodle Ruined,” were frantically busy. Roper implemented a full security overhaul, with the specific purpose of “Isis proofing” the entire Kingdom. He had, unbeknownst to Harry, begun the process several weeks Continue Reading
As you can clearly see, the past two weeks have taken a toll on me, both personally and professionally. To hear the whole sordid mess, you’ll have to read Mama Dog’s blog. But here’s what she left out … While Daddy and Mama Dog were jetting off to exotic Continue Reading
Harley heard the doorbell and leaped up from her desk chair. Racing to the front door, she called out, “I’ll get it! I’ll get it!” Yanking open the door, she expected to see Fluffy on the other side. She didn’t manage to hide her disappointment very well when she saw Continue Reading
During the Second World War, a lesser known but equally important war was being fought: The Great Fabric War. Irish textile manufacturer, Finnegan O’Fergus set out to create a synthetic fabric that would be more durable, flexible and cost-effective than cotton. He determined that the common Irish potato was a Continue Reading
Thanksgiving day dawned grey and blustery. Not that anyone in The Under Dome (besides Harley, who had already been out for her early morning Monkey Romp) would ever know the outside weather conditions: Roper’s edict that nothing AG (Above Ground) ever enter the Kingdom ensured that no one dared venture Continue Reading
It is raining and cool in my portion of the world again today. This time of year generally brings warm sunbeams in which I can bask, but this year, I’m experiencing a decided lack of bask-worthy options. Because of this unseasonably cool, wet weather, I am in great need of a Continue Reading
