Jolene Just Knows the One Word
I'm starting to look like Garrison Keillor. You know, if I dyed my hair brown. I'm not bragging, just stating...
Jolene Learns the Meaning of Competition
That morning, we got up at the usual time, but I didn't go out to do chores. Instead, I took...
Mister Shares A Health Tip That Dogs Know
The farrier came this week. Every year or so, he suggests I quit my day job and hold horses for...
Jolene Says It Isn’t Easy Being My Dog
Be Brave Enough to Suck at Something New the meme said. Well, sign me up. Who knew it would be...
Jolene’s Year of Living Joyously
One year ago, my friends were expecting a litter of Swedish Vallhund puppies. After gaining titles in conformation and performance,...
Jolene’s Nose, My Ears, and the Death of Embarrassment
May I brag? I have celebrated the death of embarrassment. It was a freedom I gained by competing horses. Horses...
Egads. Now We’ve Received a Complaint From a Cat
We have received a complaint from a cat in England. Rita says she reckons you cannot trust a woman who...
Mister and Jolene. Taking Drugs and Counting Sheep.
It's a sight to see. Usually, a huge bearded man and a tiny Chihuahua. Sometimes a blue-haired lady and a...
The Politics of Horses, Dogs, and Humans
This week I went to dinner at a sports bar. I’m not the type, but there are no fine dining...
The Dog Barn and Literary Lounge
Just a reminder, dear reader. I'm a horse trainer using all I know to raise a puppy. If your horse's...
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