Author: don

Jun 1, 2018

Love Letters to the Edge – by Don

Have you ever been from away and wanted to correct the Boothbay Region’s primitive ways or vindicate grievances you have suffered at the hands of the region’s ignorant peasantry? It can be incredibly hard to drill your point into the thick local skulls when you have suffered so much. You also need to get the […]

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Feb 1, 2018

Salty to the Bone – Auggie – The Salad Days – by Don

Not-a-Dog-Don here! Instead of gasbagging another story about how Puppy Max humiliated me, I thought I’d switch it up with a last-minute hacked-together e-pulp about Auggie. Of course I’ll include enough tender moments so you won’t call Animal Services on me. And please refrain from being one of the dozens of miscreants who send me […]

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Oct 1, 2017

Salty to the Bone – Max: Volume III – by Don

Brace Yourself for Training So here we are again, you and me. Me- ready to divulge the innermost and most intimate details of my relationship with Max for your amusement, and You- ready to glance through this blog for any remotely funny snippets to ease the day-to-day brutal grind of your recurring Kafkaesque torment.   […]

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Jun 1, 2017

Salty to the Bone – Max: Volume II – by Don

When I left you last, Max was eight weeks old and had emerged from his Stone & Steel Stove Fortress to shred a little toy named Blue Bear. We realized that Max would tolerate us as food, shelter, warmth, treat, and shreddable-toy providers. Nothing else. We were ecstatic. We shall now (with your permission) discuss Max – The […]

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Aug 1, 2016

Coal – by Don

Hi there. It’s Don. And I’m not a dog. I didn’t think it was appropriate for another dog to write about this. And given how much I loved Coal, I didn’t think it was appropriate to skip or gloss over it. We lost Coal on July 19th. He was almost 13. We’d had him since […]

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Feb 1, 2016

Salty to the Bone – Max: Volume I – by Don

Somehow I figured it would be a good idea to write in my own voice rather than one of my dogs. I did this for a couple reasons. I thought it would be a good format to share stories about my pack of wild curs that would be otherwise un-tellable. I loved writing in Coal’s […]

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