Lessons learned

April 1, 2013January 6, 2015 ~ Tara R. ~ 6 Comments

I expected Allen Funt to jump out of the pantry the day my dad bare-handed a doxie turd and popped it into his mouth, noshing on it like some perverted peanut. Two valuable lessons were learned in that moment… Be more diligent in my doggy doodie duties, and be more aware of what day it … Continue reading Lessons learned

April Fools: Doxie Duty

April 1, 2011January 6, 2015 ~ Tara R. ~ 15 Comments

One particular afternoon, my brother and I ~ ages around 7 and 6 ~ were in the living room watching TV when we heard our dad yelling from somewhere near the front of the house. “Who’s supposed to clean up after these damn dogs?” My brother and I to this day have never learned to work together well. … Continue reading April Fools: Doxie Duty