When Cooper first started going to daycare, it was hard on all of us. Everyone kept telling us that he'll love it! He'll be so excited to go! He'll learn the word daycare and get all worked up! Um. Not so much. He hates the going part. He tucks his tail. He shivers. He whines in the lobby. But the second he gets into the playroom, he has a total blast. They tell us he's "perfect" (though

Dogs aren't allowed on the couch. No, really. They're not. Seriously, Lucas. It's John's rule, not mine. He wants one place for guests to sit without getting coated in fur. So, really, dogs aren't allowed up there. Off, please. Ooohhh. Alright. (But only when John's not home, k?)

Let me start this story by saying: He's fine. And it's a Thanksgiving miracle. We spent the long Thanksgiving weekend at my parents' house, which is doggy heaven. They have a big yard with lots of places to run and hide. There's a wood pile to pee on, squirrels to chase, a duck pond to bark at (the ducks, not the pond), and tons of toys and sticks to chew. My sister has two dogs, my mom has

On Monday and Tuesday Emmett went to elementary school. I didn't get any pictures of him in the school, of course, but here he is on the way home, barely holding himself up! He visited with kindergarten, first, and second grade classes, which totaled nearly 500 students. The goal of the program was to entice the children to come read with the dogs at the Saturday library program. The