A Dog’s Will, or What I Wish for Christmas

A few year ago, just before Christmas, a longtime vet-clinic client sent me this card.   I cried when I read this. Truth be told, I cry every time I read it. Heck, I’m crying now. But after some more sniffling and some time to think on it, I realized that there was cause for happiness…

Trick or Treat, or That Christmas Cookie Is Not for You!

Cookies and biscuits are a big deal in our house. Always have been, always will be. The problem is that sometimes the dogs and the humans get the treats mixed up, and no one can tell which belongs to which. Until the human takes a bite, of course. My friend Carol makes Russian tea cakes…

Where Do I Sit, or Just How Many Dogs Can Fit into the Kubota

I returned from my usual Turkey Creek hike last evening with Eleanor and Beatrice to find this photo from Megan. While Doc Randall and mum, better known as my parents, are traversing Tanzania and sending me elephant photos at every opportunity, their third-child-in-everything-but-genetics child Megan stays at the house. She feeds the dogs, feeds the horses, makes…

Snowbound Badger, or Why It Pays to Have a Cute Nose

It has been far too long since we’ve checked in with the cheeky Badger, so here he is in all his snowy glory! Nicky was a bit worried that he wasn’t showing off his impish side, but I think he’s just biding his time here with the snow, dreaming of the springtime daffodils that he’ll…

Divine Canines in Action, or How Dohggy Lifts a Paw–and a Heart!

A note from Erin… As I mostly reside in Austin, sometimes the vet clinic blogs had a bit of Texas flair, and this was one of those days. This post was written by good friend Bobbi for Divine Canines, a group here in Austin that provides free, animal-assisted therapy services to various groups in Central…

The Wearing of the Orange, or Hunter Safety for Dogs

Thanks to my mother-in-law, this photo popped up yesterday in my Facebook feed.   Once I finished laughing, I got to thinking that these dogs actually had the right idea. See, mum and I have been known to be avid autumn, winter, and spring hikers (no snakes, and beggar’s lice and cheat grass haven’t cropped up…

Holy Muttrimony, or What We Do for Fun in Small Towns

A note from Erin: This piece was written by my good friend and occasional partner in crime Hilda Thomas. It was originally published in the Dubois (pronounced dew-boyz) Frontier, and I ran across it again in some old files. I couldn’t help but share the laugh… On August 28, 2010, in the dwindling dog days of…

Cheeky Badger and the Toothy Grin

When we last checked in with Badger, he was rather pitiful, even sporting the cone of shame. No more! Badger has made a full recovery, even if his hoped-for sex life has not.   I know, I know–looking at this photo you might not be certain if this is so much cheeky grin or “thatsa…