Here I am back in Wellington, Florida for another winter equestrian circuit season. Crockett is here too. Our lives change drastically here: we go from farm dogs extraordinaire running free, to leashes and dog...
There are no junk food treats at our house: no Milk-Bones, no Beggin’ Strips, no Pup-Peroni, no Old Mother Hubbard, not even delectable morsels of frankfurters (no self-respecting canine would say hot dogs). I...
Okay, so I like to swim in ponds and creeks and I like to roll in leaves, dirt, manure, and partially decayed carcasses. Crockett, who has figured out how to open a screen door, lets me...
We dogs know that after the Day of the Turkey, things can get a little crazy in the human world until the day of the new year when normalcy begins to return. Humans can...
My job at BioStar is to taste-test formulas, lick up any crumbs of Optimum that may have fallen on the floor during the production run, entertain the employees, and try to con anyone into...
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