It happened the first time maybe a year ago, on our second visit to Lake Mohegan. I’d parked in the lot near the Cascades. My game plan was to walk around the lake to the main beach/recreation area, then continue the loop back to my car. Kemba and I had taken this route the only
Let’s just get one thing out of the way right off the bat: Does this (photo below) look like just some T-shirt? Yeah, that’s right, I’m talking about Kemba’s wiseguy remark in his post just before I left for Austria (One Tough Week Ahead) — that Beagle Man “better bring me back something pret-ty nice, and
Yup, you remember correctly: Vermont — the place where Kemba cut his paw wide open in mid-November, forcing him to the D.L. for an entire month. But Vermont is also, for a cold-weather dog who hails from Nova Scotia, a little slice of doggy heaven. And as they say, you gotta get right back on
You haven’t heard from me much lately. I’ve been too depressed. It’s been a tough three-and-a-half weeks since my little boy cut his paw wide open at Gale Meadows Pond in VT. He’s had to keep it tightly bandaged, wear that ridiculous cone, do next to nothing, and report to the doc every couple of
I was in desperate need of relief from the melancholy of being around my poor little Duck Toller, whose paw injury has him more or less under house arrest and condemned to wearing a cone for at least another week. (Imagine trying to tell a tornado to stay in the playroom.) So Tuesday night, after
Oh, no! My boy’s back in the cone again! And the doc says he’ll have to wear it for 10 days! Along with no activity! Can anyone imagine my 15-month-old turbo-charged little red duck dog not running and swimming and fetching and jumping for 10 days?? Wish me luck. This is not going to be pretty. Here’s
What I really wanted to do this past weekend was meet my new grand-dog, Ruckus. But I couldn’t. The poor little guy was diagnosed with a pretty serious case of pneumonia his first week out of the shelter, and even though he was home with Greg and Kelly by Friday, he still wasn’t allowed to entertain other
I am so excited! Yesterday my son Greg and my daughter-in-law Kelly, a young, dog-less couple, walked into an Animal Care Center in Harlem, and walked out with their new puppy, Ruckus Herman, an 8-month-old, 30-pound pit bull-and-whatever mix! The proud parents say he’s a real sweety, and that on his first day home, he snuggled up
Yes, I know it’s not Monday. Thanks. All right: Time to wrap up and break down My Favorite 300 Songs Ever . . . By Decade: 1970’s: 62 1980’s: 58 2000’s: 57 1960’s & 2010’s: 52 1990’s: 15 1950’s: 4 Year with Most Songs on the List: 2011:
Coming Wednesday: The Top 100! Yup, that’s what I promised on Monday! (Wait? It’s Friday? Hey, c’mon. This is a blog. It’s not like . . . science.) * Each song’s previous rank is listed in parenthesis 100.The Last Worthless Evening / Don Henley / 1989 (85) 99. Texas On My Mind / Pat Green / 2001
