Father’s Day is this weekend. I am honored to have the best dad¹ one could possibly hope for, not to mention a father-in-law I always enjoy spending time with who has never been anything but exceedingly kind and generous to me. I’m lucky. Like, really lucky. There’s a lot of people out there—including a surprising number of my friends—who don’t have a relationship, or at … Continue reading Does Father’s Day apply to me if my ‘kid’ is a dog?
Katniss, my beloved four-legged pseudo-child, has it pretty good at our house. She’s spoiled worse than a Kardashian¹: Katniss sleeps on our bed, gets to play outside for hours at a time if she wants, is loved more than most people I know, gets endless cuddle opportunities with my wife and me, and pretty much is allowed to do whatever she wants as long as … Continue reading Happiness is a (not too) warm puppy: Dogs already have fur coats, so why give them clothes?
Within about five minutes of walking in our neighborhood recently, I heard Spanish and possibly Chinese being spoken. We also have several residents from India or Pakistan and lots of people speaking English, of course. The diversity in my neighborhood is one reason why I love my adopted hometown of Austin—though I will always claim Dayton* as my home. However, regardless of the language being … Continue reading My dog isn’t deaf—she just has ‘selective hearing’
So I got nominated for an award. Believe it or not, at least three people, not two, apparently read this blog. Those poor souls. “Tales of Tucker,” which I sort of consider as a sister blog to mine (though I’ve never actually told its author that), nominated me for the Blogger Recognition Award. According to the bylaws, I must: Thank whoever nominated me and include … Continue reading I’m nominated for an award, but it’s shockingly not ‘Worst Blog Ever’
Loyal readers of my blog—meaning my mom and the other two people per week who stumble upon “A Guero and His Perro” in search results for “most corny blog ever”—know that my dog and the subject of this blog, Katniss, is a whiner. If she’s hungry, thirsty, wants to play, wants attention, wants to go outside, wants a walk or is bored, she whines. Katniss … Continue reading My dog won’t shut up, but it’s a blessing
We were in San Antonio part of Saturday and part of Sunday, and we decided to leave Katniss at PetSmart’s Doggie Day Camp. She had been there before and seemed to enjoy it. She had been acting up a little last week—whining even more than usual and waking me up more than usual at night—so being sans Katniss for a day was good for my … Continue reading My little pooper is pooped
Sometimes I’ll see dogs being walked with leashes hooked to their collars, and the dogs are often straining and choking worse than when the WWF’s “Million Dollar Man” Ted DiBiase would put an opponent in his signature sleeper hold, the Million Dollar Dream, when I was a kid watching professional wrestling on TV. It makes me want to smack them. Not DiBiase and his opponent—the … Continue reading Bonkers dog kept (mostly) in check with gift from my cousin