A Love Letter to a Tree and a Hero
My farm has a cathedral. It started as a tiny chapel, one of five deciduous trees on my prairie farm....
Not the Job I Want for Jolene
Jolene tilts her head when she listens. Like Nipper, the phonograph-listening RCA dog, she focuses with intense concentration, adjusting her...
Building Confidence: Scentwork With Jolene, Acknowledgment for Mister
I don't recognize this young dog of mine. She doesn't care, except that I'm such an old fart. Here's the...
My Turn at the ER, Drs. Jolene and Mister Attending
I'm fine. Two weeks ago, Jolene was in the emergency room, and this week it was my turn. But this...
Even Better, Jolene Becomes an Adolescent.
People said puppies are so much work. They said they were glad it was me and not them. Amen to...
Jolene Forgets Her Name
Jolene would like you to believe she is very mature for her age. And by that she means listening bores...
Jolene. Rebel Without a Tail.
Jolene, Mister, and I have returned home. Just in time for Jolene to transform into a charming but unrepentant hellion...
Bitey-Face and the Secret Passageway
We turn into the driveway and the umpire flings his arms wide and yells, "Safe!" It's the feeling I get...
Jolene. Jolene. Jolene. JOLEEENE!
Sometimes, change sneaks up behind you when you least expect it, knocks you down, and drags you off, kicking and...
The Gnawing Bite of Anticipation
It felt like a militant act of self care. Like cutting your hair really short or tossing out jeans for...
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