Sleuthing
Aside from the bit of jaywalking Chester and I do early in the morning and late at night I consider myself a law abiding citizen. I like to follow the rules – mostly – and I hate it when other people don’t. Crime does not pay – or at least it shouldn’t. My new neighborhood has […]
A small gesture
Chester and I don’t discriminate – everybody gets a smile whether they return one or not. Everyday – everyone. We’ve been smiling at one old fart for months – if we’re close enough we even say ‘good morning’. And for all these months we’ve been totally ignored, absolutely invisible – until today. We’d decided the old fart was […]
An Empty Nest
Chester and I headed out for our walk a bit earlier than usual yesterday, the day was gearing up to be a hot one. The world is markedly quieter in the early morning – we were enjoying the solitude and lost in thought when a loud screech pierced the air. Suddenly rattled from my reverie I checked […]
The Jester
Olive has been gone for three weeks and it feels like forever and yesterday in the same breath. Chester is still moping, he isn’t used to being an only dog and appears to be feeling the heat – we’ve been taking more walks than usual, he has been brushed until he’s out of patience and I think […]
One more second chance
Nothing rouses me from sleep faster than the sound of a dog threatening to barf on the bedroom carpet – the anticipation of last night’s supper making a second appearance is a real motivator to jump out of bed. It’s a great way to start the day. As always, the offending creature is miraculously cured […]
The Breakfast Club meets The Frisbee Dog
Chester and I have discovered that White Rock has a resident flock of Canada Geese – noisy honkers who seem to have moved to the beach front without invitation or consideration. These geese have a breakfast club which convenes at the white rock on the daily. We’ve noticed the gathering varies in size from day to […]
The Face of Innocence
So I guess while Olive and I were road tripping across the province Chester was back at home making a poor impression. Ches has never complained about the accommodations at the kennel before, in fact the last time I dropped him off he was excited and never even said goodbye – nary a backwards glance […]
Chester is still a challenge
He left me with his dog. Not that I’m complaining, I love this dog but I didn’t choose him. I have written about Chester several times; his antics, his challenges and my commitment to him. I love Chester. That doesn’t change the fact that I didn’t choose him — he was, and still is, my […]
Camping in December
I’m camping on the family room floor for the third night in a row. I have a snoring Boston Terrier curled up on one side of me and a Chesapeake bay retriever wearing an Elizabethan collar sprawled on his pillow on the other. Both dogs are wondering why the hell we are not upstairs in […]