Now, now, play nice

Taking a big loop around the Little Bitty in Syracuse neighborhood of Eastwood, Ellie B aka Dogamous Pyle and I strayed over the line into Lyncourt. One neighbor was into the holiday spirit with mixed legends. Ellie B turned her nose up at the tumult, but I envisioned quite a Donnybrook the night before, an…

But things go better with Diet Pepsi

My dear wife Karen received the above photo with a text from our D.C.-area friend Carolyn today. Glad to see our beloved rescue mutt is on her mind down there in our sweltering nation’s capital. And also that her name makes the Coke folk’s bottle label game grade. As for me, no thank you to…

Ellie B’s big homecoming

For that day trip to see the New York Mets play the Cincinnati Reds at Citi Field on Saturday, my dear wife Karen and I had to drop Ellie B aka Dogamous Pyle off at the Shop City Animal Hospital before we picked up Steve and Kristen to start the journey. And they don’t staff…

Well, what do you know?

It started with the desire to snap a picture of the pretty orange bushes. Click on any gallery photo for a description. Click and hold on the photo to the right for an enlarged slide show. So as our pre-tourist boom week in the Happy Cottage of Cape Cod wound to its close, we gently…

Dogamous takes to the paddle

The first year we decided our beloved rescue mutt Ellie B aka Dogamous Pyle was better off with us in the Happy Cottage in Cape Cod rather than a week boarding somewhere in Syracuse, we fibbed to our year-plus pup. We told her a mucky nearby dog park pond was the ocean. The second year…

The vet’s just like a doctor to a dog, right?

I spend half my life humanizing Ellie B aka Dogamous Pyle. I admit it. Our beloved rescue mutt is so dang smart. If she could talk she’s freely engage my dear wife Karen and I in conversation each night about the shows we watch, the Mets games. She’d discuss the merits of wine vs. beer…