Negotiating with Biscuits #3 – The Garage Sale

I gather up an armful of tired looking toys and pass Fleegle in the kitchen on my way to the garage. “Where are you going with all my toys?” he asks. “We’re having a garage sale.” He cocks his head to the side. “You’re going to sell my toys?” “They’ve been sitting untouched in your... Continue Reading →

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Negotiating with Biscuits #2 – The Remote

“What’s that you got in your crate?” I ask Fleegle, pointing inside it at something small and black. His tail wags. “Well, Raud, that’s one of your remotes. I think it’s to the television.” I look at him suspiciously. “What’s it doing in there?” He sits, his tail sweeping the floor behind him. “It’s like... Continue Reading →

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Negotiating with Biscuits #1 – The Crate

I hold open the crate door for Fleegle, my chocolate Lab. He stands his ground and stares at me. “No. I’m not going in my crate.” “Why not?” I ask. “Because.” “Because what?” “How come it’s my crate? Why isn’t it your crate?” I look at the crate, which is small for me, then back... Continue Reading →

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You Can Be Anything You Want to Be

I was napping underneath Tina’s dangling feet—she was the smallest of my two-legger family—while she sat on the old red leather couch between her dad and granddad. Every now and then she brushed her toes against the fur on the top of my head. It woke me with a tickle, but I didn’t mind. Tina... Continue Reading →

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