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Still a Good Ol’ Dog

Our little old dog Dockers is a special little critter. She’s smart as whip, and has brought us much joy. But she’s getting pretty old—almost 17—and won’t be with us forever. I’ve put some of the other poems and stories I’ve previously posted about her at the bottom of this post. This poem is kind of tongue-in-cheek-humorous, but a little sad, too. But let’s smile for now; there’ll be time enough for sadness later on. Read the rest of this entry »

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Still a Good Ol’ Dog

Our little old dog Dockers is a special little critter. She’s smart as whip, and has brought us much joy. But she’s getting pretty old—sixteen, I think—and won’t be with us forever. I’ve put some of the poems and stories I’ve previously posted about her at the bottom of this post. But first, here’s a poem I wrote about her this morning. The new poem is kind of tongue-in-cheek-humorous, but a little sad, too. Smile; there’ll be time enough for sadness later on. Read the rest of this entry »

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Kick The Bear’s Butt!

Or something like that. Those who have seen our little dog Dockers and her fights with her teddy bear know how that saying truly goes. But, hey, I’m trying to keep this a family blog. Read the rest of this entry »

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Oh Good Grief! I’ve Become My Grandma!

We’re at Tracey and Sean’s this weekend, getting ready to hold our third book signing event. The grandkids, Sawyer and Savannah will get to help us with the event, so it will be a special one!

We brought our old dog Dockers with us—yes, still on the subject of dogs—because…. Read the rest of this entry »

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