Nelson and I had words this morning. Well, okay, I mostly listened while he barked his dang fool head off. And if you've never been on the receiving end of a poodle scolding, you have no idea how ear-bleeding it can be. You'd think miniature poodles, being smaller dogs, would have a yappy little bark. … Continue reading A Mutinous Morning – Or How I Was Forced to Walk the Plank →