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Memories from the Red Couch

Carl didn’t realize when he plopped his body up on the red vinyl surface and made himself comfortable that he was adding to the memories that had already existed from sitting on the bold red couch.  This particular piece of furniture had been bought as a pair and first made its way into our livesContinue reading “Memories from the Red Couch”

Our Mighty Warrior

I thought something was strange the first morning when I went out onto the back porch. Carl’s treat container was turned on its side and crumbs were scattered on the table. But it was the next morning that I knew the unwelcomed guest had returned. Crumbs were all over the table and almost all ofContinue reading “Our Mighty Warrior”

Are You Just Ordinary?

The fearless squirrel scampered across the yard without a care in the world. As the gray furry animal pranced over to the bird feeder, Carl lay in a stupor on the couch. It was clear that he was in a deep state of sleep. This is when I had to confront the sleeping dog thatContinue reading “Are You Just Ordinary?”

Carl Approved

Carl has never had a lot of ambition to be anything but a companion to my husband and I.  He has made no attempt to be a super hero or a movie star.  Never once has he asked to change his career from a house dog to something more exotic. He appears to be veryContinue reading “Carl Approved”

Could Carl Be Possessed?

I used to think that Carl could be demon possessed. I couldn’t trust him and wasn’t sure if we would growl or nip at me. The months that followed his tail removal surgery were difficult for all of us. We didn’t know if Carl would grow out of his distrust for us and we hadContinue reading “Could Carl Be Possessed?”

Getting Out of Our Lane

Carl is notorious for budging Bee from her position as they walk down the road. Sometimes it can be a nip to the ear and other times it can be an outright push with his body. Either way, when he gets out of his lane, it makes walking the bullies awkward for all of us.Continue reading “Getting Out of Our Lane”

Can Angels Sing?

Carl is not an angel.  Far from it.  Every day, my little fawn colored bully does something annoying that initiates a reprimand.  He wants to please but his desire for attention can out way any good intention. Just yesterday, he jumped up and nipped my knee which wasn’t pleasant in the least.  Even though heContinue reading “Can Angels Sing?”