Adventures With Rex

Fool’s April The roar of Rex’s truck up the driveway and into the garage signaled that soon my food bowl would be filled. Yippee! Dry dog food! Oh how I love, love, love dry dog food! Yikes! I can’t wait. Indeed, in walks Rexie and rubs my head and asks what kind of day I [...]

ValenTime Rex was asleep on his back in the hammock on the rear porch. He lay peacefully in the afternoon sun, bushed from a rather taxing morning: He had only had three naps before noon. “Rex. Rex, wake up.” He ignored me, a most irritating habit of his. “Come, you slacker! I know you’re trying [...]

Rex and I sat on the front porch, sharing a peanut butter sandwich. I’d tear off little tidbits and he’d theatrically masticate and make a big scene with each bite and swallow. It had been the first time he’d eaten in a week. A week ago Rex had caught Mille, his English sheepdog girlfriend who [...]

And to the Vet We Go Rex was lying on his back in the back yard enveloped in total abandon as I scratched his belly. He was in such ecstasy he did not even wag his tail. His tongue was hanging out of his mouth and his eyes were half closed. Occasionally I would hit [...]

I saw what appeared to be a small, tapered canine appendage sticking out from behind the couch. “Little Rexie, little Rexie, little Rexie, oh where could he be?” The appendage, that being the tail of a small black dachshund, began to whip back and forth: evidently he was hiding from me and had been discovered. [...]