Last fall, I noticed these weird mounds of dirt with holes in the center showing up in my yard. I heard the Mama Dog tell the Daddy Dog that “those damn gophers” had come back. She was really mad. In my capacity as Yard Supervisor, I immediately launched an official Continue Reading
Dachshund Chronicles: Chapter 8
“And so I ask each and every one of you to dig deep into your Drazi pouches – I mean, pockets – and give all you can.” Roper stood behind a podium, looking out over the large crowd of business-moles, business-voles and Under Dome citizenry. He took a sip from Continue Reading
The View From the Family Bed
The Family Bed Community is home to many Companions. By far, the most demanding and loudest member is this porky-mouthed beaver Bachmann. He is my most-trusted confidante, although I honestly don’t know why — he’s completely self-possessed. I’ve found that I need to have more (and more intense) training sessions with Bachmann than Continue Reading
Dachshund Chronicles: Chapter 7
“ … So you see, children,” Roper was having Story Time with the twins in his office. “That’s why you should never, ever get close to an Armadillo.” He dusted the pop-grub crumbs from his sweater and wiped his paws on the grub-linen napkin draped across his lap. His 3 Continue Reading
Beard to Beard: A Little Known Fact
Because today is St. Patrick’s Day, I thought it appropriate to provide for you, gentle readers, the real story of this great Irish hero. In the early fourth century, the island of Ireland was overrun with venomous, slithering, rude snakes. They terrorized the countryside – villagers and travelers lived Continue Reading
An Off Schedule PSA from Georgie
Today is that most sacred of days – St. Patrick’s Day. In honor of this auspicious occasion, I’d like to offer this very special Irish blessing. May those who love us love us. And those that don’t love us, May God turn their hearts. And if He doesn’t turn their Continue Reading
Dachshund Chronicles: Chapter 6
Harley swept into the kitchen of her Brownstone and plopped the restaurant carryout bags on the shiny marble counter. “Gordy, Prescott?!” she called out. “I’m back!” She was hungry enough that she came close to simply sticking her snout into the bags and inhaling the food. But she remembered that Continue Reading
Beard to Beard: Georgie Speaks
Yesterday was my birthday. I got some organic peanut butter biscuits that Mama Dog says I can only have one at a time, and “occasionally.” What a crock. They were a gift and I should be able to help myself whenever I want. I thought I would also be getting a new Continue Reading
Dachshund Chronicles: Chapter 5
Harley was absorbed in her work a while later, when she heard the clatter of buffalo hooves on the floor of the upstairs mudroom. Gordy and Prescott had obviously returned from their morning walk. Hoping to catch them before they removed all their outdoor gear, she rushed to the intercom Continue Reading
Beard to Beard: A Little Known Fact
In the Beginning Time of the Great Continent Pangaea, a great warrior chieftain, Mickey O’ Ogg ruled over all. Until the continental plates began to shift and separate. O’ Ogg tried to convince his tribe to jump to the larger section of land as it drifted but most were too Continue Reading