This morning Mom and I went to the same old boring Fart that we always go to. As is our routine, Mom wasn’t allowed to run until I had sniffed everything around the gate thoroughly, which always makes her impatient. "Come on Oscar!" Mom said. "I want to start before that gaggle of ladies takes... Continue Reading →
Trail hogs
Mom took us on a road trip last weekend so she could run without me. Her run was horrible, and then she took away my computer with her on a business trip so I didn't get to tell you about it. And then for a WEEK I had to sit at home without runs and... Continue Reading →