Have dog, will travel

The road was our home for almost three weeks. We embarked upon a journey to the east coast early in July. Initially, we had this crazy idea to camp along the way. Then we came to our senses. It would be tough enough managing sleep and meal needs for long drives. We sure didn’t need… Continue reading Have dog, will travel

An unpleasant discovery

Mould. Fungus. That grows in damp, poorly ventilated areas. In my truck. On my leather seat. Gross. I have no doubt it’s there because I’ll keep Shep’s water bowl full on our long road trips and it will inevitably tip over and spill. The seats are never unfolded in my little SUV, unless it’s cleaning… Continue reading An unpleasant discovery

Lesson learned

They almost didn’t let me in this time. I left Calgary yesterday, bound for Spokane and two whole weeks with My American. He didn’t know. He wasn’t expecting me until Wednesday. Thus, the day could not go by perfectly. You know this. It’s Murphy’s Law, right? I ┬ámissed the 520 and figured, ah heck, I’ll… Continue reading Lesson learned

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The fright of my life

I had a hell of a fright yesterday. Shep and I bundled up in the truck to head west in search of beautiful fall colours, especially a sunrise which is typically so striking in Calgary at this time of year. We were a little late getting going, though, and missed the sunrise but for a… Continue reading The fright of my life

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Why my dog rocks

What makes Shep so awesome? What is it about him that makes me disinterested in activities that don’t include him? Why do I feel awful when I leave him home for long periods of time unattended? Shep and I celebrated our sixth anniversary together on May long weekend. I remember well our first weekend. We… Continue reading Why my dog rocks

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My chubby buddy

Three years ago, my dog had a problem. He was 130 lb., almost 20 lb. more than his breed’s healthy weight. He was lethargic and losing his hair in patches. I was worried. At the same time, I was not in a financial position to rush him off to the vet whenever I could. As… Continue reading My chubby buddy

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