The Story Of My Dachshund Okay, this post is going to be tough. But I thought it might be helpful to those who lose their fur baby and can’t seem to get over it. So, as tears drip down my face, here is the story of my wonderful Lexie. Lexie...
Given a choice many people would prefer more living space but do dogs care? Probably not. My early childhood was spent in my grandmother’s large 2 story home at the very edge of a little farming community in Iowa. We had a big yard to play in, a big garden,...
It was Christmas, 1966 and we were in cold, cold Kalamazoo, Michigan. We had moved there with a our dog named Frisky. Frisky had wandered into our suburban neighborhood in Arkansas and been befriended by our older sons who were 8 and 10 at the time. The dog had some...