Alice Miller was sitting at the outdoor patio of the Lakeside Café that Sunday morning. It wasn’t just her usual Sunday morning. It was Mother’s Day. As she sipped her coffee and broke a blueberry scone in half, her thought was that this was the first Mother’s Day since mom died. Sadly, every Sunday...

Episode 2: "No Puppy" Chronology is such a good word to add to a dog's vocabulary. Especially when said dog can write. Along with another big word, autobiography, which is apparently what I am writing. When a dog has been given this ability, this amazing grasp of language, with no...

Episode 1: Rebel, Son of Renegade I am a dog. Yes, that is correct, a canine. Four legs, nice tail, the works. You might believe me if I told you that after years of lying around next to my masters' desk, I finally figured out how to use his computer...