Two Saturdays ago, our schedules changed abruptly.  We got a 3 year old Airedale Terrier named Charlie Brown.  He's been a jumping, wriggling, bounding, bundle of fun - and my glasses will never be clean again.  After losing The Jasmanian Devil a year ago, The Goat and I had fallen into a less regimented schedule, … Continue reading I’ll let the dog out.