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Lynn Byrd, July 28, 2023 I’m in it for the dog. These words serve to remind me to stay focused when mean drama pushes me to my emotional limit during a supercharged track. This one sentence was my mantra for the eleven days I tracked Margarita, a four-pound Chihuahua with forty pounds of attitude and…

Lynn Byrd, May 16, 2023 Cats are the witchy shape-shifting bosses of the Universe. When they come whispering in my ear or knocking on the caverns in my head, you bet I’ll listen. There was one message this time, but they kept on saying it. In unison, like a Greek Chorus, and there was no…

June 28, 2022 BLUE dots: Millie’s footprints GREEN dots: new path RED dot: camp A one-year-old, four-pound Chihuahua with a trembling fear of the outdoors survived four long nights and most of another day alone in a thunderous hellscape. Millie’s precious life hung in the balance between hot asphalt and fast traffic on southbound Highway…

April 27, 2022 If was as if Prince dressed Wednesday’s dawn sky in every shade of purple he ever wore. Scent hounds Willow and Ivy lifted their wet noses to sniff the buzz of the waking day. Stacy Gang and I were reading a map guided by planets and stars and readying ourselves for the…

by Lynn Byrd It happened that a dog star appeared in our house this morning: a gold star with a rawhide lanyard tie, hanging from the old balloon mold in the stairwell landing above the kitchen. Neither Jamie nor I had ever seen it before today. I found it when I went looking for an…

by Jamie Cheshire “Spanish Johnny [Jack] drove in from the underworld last night. [Well, the night of July 23] With bruised arms and broken rhythm and a beat-up old Buick but dressed just like dynamite.” He sold us his heart. The price was our hearts. He said his name was Jack. Jack anything. Jack Kerouac,…

by Rebecca Neagle It is so difficult to lose a best friend, and our loss of little Lucy seemed impossible. Her first months had been rough, and when we rescued her I promised her that the rest of her life would be easy. This was a promise I couldn’t keep. We’d had her only three…

February 28, 2022 After reading the comments on one particularly poignant “MISSING DOG” post, I did something I rarely do. I made contact with the family and offered to track Little Bear, a strikingly handsome, 14-year-old, blind and deaf gray chow who slipped out of his home undetected late on a Wednesday night. Bear’s people…

It was a narrow country road and the sunlight was faded like my jeans. Dew hung like pearls on the spider webs. The air was fresh and filled with birds singing to me through the car’s open window. I saw something moving on the side of the road. A big red dog was running like…

“Today is a good day to die.” According to Wiki, this phrase is frequently attributed to Crazy Horse, but the earliest reference attributes it to Oglala Lakota chief Low Dog who fought with Sitting Bull at Little Big Horn. None of the backstory matters to Andra. She knows today is her day, and she knows…