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Goat Cheese Pasta With All Sorts of Good Stuff
I like to cook but there are days when I just want to eat dinner, watch a movie and call it a day. That’s where pasta and a fridge full of delicious but disjointed ingredients comes in handy— dinner...
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Pumpkin Dog Biscuits For The Boys
I’ll be the first to admit, Dougherty dogs have a pretty nice life. In fact, I doubt they are aware they’re of the canine persuasion— they definitely prefer chairs at the table and riding shotgun...
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A Dougherty Snow Day
It turned out to be a splendid day. We were all looking forward to a snowy Sunday but as the hours marched on towards Monday, I started to lose hope. The weather people had been downgrading the storm...
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The Many Faces At The Sled Dog Races
Julie and Caroline raced in the Apostle Islands Sled Dog Race this year and I was the official dog petter/photographer of the Buckles/Ray team (read all about it here). Talk about an expressive bunch...
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Sweet George & A Full Moon
The Sweetness of Dogs (Fifteen) Mary Oliver What do you say, Percy? I am thinking of sitting out on the sand to watch the moon rise. Full tonight. So we go and the moon rises, so beautiful it makes me...
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A Dog Sledding & Skijoring Photo Safari
Last week was one for the record books— goat midwifery, Jack’s first solo dog sledding run and skijoring. A beautiful, sunny, warm-ish March afternoon spent with some of my favorite people (and dogs)...
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Honest Dogs At The Apostle Islands Sled Dog Races
“Happy Birthday!” he shouted, pointing to a plywood box with holes. A plywood box did not have the impact of lumunaries. “What is it?”, I asked. “A dog box.” “For what?”, I asked. “Dogs.” “Huh?” I...
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The Many Faces Of The 2014 Sled Dog Races
How It Is With Us, and How It Is With Them We become religious, then we turn from it, then we are in need and maybe we turn back. We turn to making money, then we turn to the moral life, then we...
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And Then There Were Three
I Ask Percy How I Should Live My Life Love, love, love, says Percy. And hurry as fast as you can along the shining beach, or the rubble, or the dust. Then, go to sleep. Give up your body heat, your...
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New Pups In The Wolfsong Kennel
I’ll let you in on a little secret— I love, and I mean love, dogs. Ever since our blue merle Collie, Oggie (as in Oggie the Doggie) came to live with me when I was about five, the deal was sealed— I...
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