Monthly Archives: February 2012

“Yo ho Huck, I just noticed you’re turning silver on your back and legs.” “Kricky!  I must be older than we thought, Nemo.  I’m beginning to look like a silver back grizzly.  I thought I was only about six, but … Continue reading →

Yes Nemo and I had a fight.  It was really Momma Dog’s fault because I had brought out a piece of burger I had hidden and Nemo didn’t have any, the big porker eats everything put in front of him, … Continue reading →

“There you heard it with your own ears Huck!  The Westminster Kennel Club dog show announcer said it himself.  Spaniels like to check on their people all the time!” “There’s a difference Nemo between checking on them and being totally … Continue reading →

This is one of the days that it pays to be a small dog!  The crust on the snow supports my weight, but not Momma Dogs or Nemos.  They break through into six inches of snow and ice with every … Continue reading →

“Wake up Watsonberry, the game’s afoot!  We’ve got a client.” “Great.  Which one of your psycho spaniel friends is in trouble this time?” “It’s not a friend, well, it’s not a spaniel friend,  it’s Momma Dog.  Remember when we took … Continue reading →