Posts by Hank

Austria avalanche kills 3; Ski patrollers killed in France  (Washington Post, January 13, 2019) At 24, NFL player retires after his 6th concussion: ‘My well-being is more important’  (Today, August 2, 2018) Teen Surf Star Loses Arm in Shark Attack  (ABC News, November 3, 2003) Yes, skiing the Alps…

When you run off down the block, and I have to do The Walk of Shame after you — trying to look like it’s no big deal, while I’ve got a leash in my hand and no dog attached to it.  (That would be you, Ruckus.) When you’re playing fetch at the beach with some stranger you’ve accosted, and it’s time…

Kemba, what the heck!!?? Last night around 10 I sent him out to the backyard for his goodnight pee.  Fairly normal stuff.  Sometimes he’ll prowl the property a bit, though there’s not a helluva lot to explore, since the downsize.  Or he might grab a tennis ball to gnaw some holes into.  I’ll usual…

No paws up on my side of the bed this morning.  No licks and kisses to wake me up.  No fetch/walk along the beach before breakfast.  No watching my dog jump up on his hind legs with excitement as I pour kibble into his bowl, and fill his other dish with ice water.  (Not just plain old water; water…

The smallest of the AKC’s retrievers, the Nova Scotia Duck Tolling Retriever is intelligent, affectionate, and eager to please. Play fetch with a tireless Toller until your right arm falls off, and he will ask you to throw left-handed.                                         — American Kennel Club…

Here’s how it works:  I pull into my spot in the parking lot at Winslow, open the door, and Kemba makes a mad scramble for the scuffed dirt area near the water fountain.  There he waits — stock still — for me to emerge from the car, cock my right arm, and launch that first tennis ball from my trus…

Ah, such a good day we had planned!  What a great adventure it would be!  A sunny Sunday with my son Greg, my grandson, Ryan, Greg’s dog, Ruckus, and Kemba — all of us heading off for a hike around Lake Mohegan.  Greg and Ryan (in his baby seat) in Greg’s SUV, me and the doggies in my Jeep Wrangle…