• Jack Ranoia

Now I don’t want you to think that I am an unhappy, ungrateful dog; far from it. But after all, this column is called “Pet Peeves,” and I think it’s time I shared one of my peeves.

  • JACK RANOIA

Happy fall! Do you know what that means to me? Being humiliated by donning one of the many silly coats my human makes me wear when the temperatures get cooler. We are spoiled with the selection that we have probably more than most children in our little pocket of the world. Honey Blue is a g…

  • JACK RANOIA

If summer has to say goodbye, this past weekend was probably the nicest way to go. It was a picturesque exit for summertime – and now we wait for Mother Nature to drop her starting flag on the fall and beyond. I am sad, it’s now back to reality.

  • JACK RANOIA

This October will mark the second anniversary of Hurricane Sandy, the violent storm that displaced thousands of people and their pets. Sandy destroyed homes, shattered lives and plunged parts of the country into darkness for weeks. Honey Blue, Rudy, Isabella and I where all involved in this …

  • JACK RANOIA

Finding solitude for me is easy. I can just sneak up to my human’s bedroom and crawl under her bed. There, I can sleep for hours without my cohort Honey Blue bothering me. Usually my human has to come and find me because I am 10 sheets to the wind, gone like a freight train in a deep sleep.

  • JACK RANOIA

Sultry summer days of lounging on the deck and basking in the sun with my friend Honey Blue nearby and my human working in the garden is what I call the way to live. If we get too hot we can run to the bay and take a cool swim with the ducks. We are happy, no cares, just buddies hanging out.…

  • JACK RANOIA

She saw it from across the room. Up out of her chair she flew, over to where I was sitting and minding my own business – although I was scratching furiously. She zeroed in on the brownish-black spec crawling through my white fur, scooped me up, ran into the laundry room and dumped me into th…

  • JACK RANOIA

My owner thinks it’s embarrassing, even gross. But this common gesture, though somewhat raunchy and, according to my human, a sign of bad behavior, is really just the canine version of “getting to know you.”

  • JACK RANOIA

Happy fall! Do you know what that means to me? Being humiliated by donning one of the many silly coats my human makes me wear when the temperatures get cooler. We are spoiled with the selection that we have probably more than most children in our little pocket of the world. Honey Blue is a g…

  • JACK RANOIA

If summer has to say goodbye, this past weekend was probably the nicest way to go. It was a picturesque exit for summertime – and now we wait for Mother Nature to drop her starting flag on the fall and beyond. I am sad, it’s now back to reality.

  • JACK RANOIA

This October will mark the second anniversary of Hurricane Sandy, the violent storm that displaced thousands of people and their pets. Sandy destroyed homes, shattered lives and plunged parts of the country into darkness for weeks. Honey Blue, Rudy, Isabella and I where all involved in this …

  • JACK RANOIA

Finding solitude for me is easy. I can just sneak up to my human’s bedroom and crawl under her bed. There, I can sleep for hours without my cohort Honey Blue bothering me. Usually my human has to come and find me because I am 10 sheets to the wind, gone like a freight train in a deep sleep.

  • JACK RANOIA

Sultry summer days of lounging on the deck and basking in the sun with my friend Honey Blue nearby and my human working in the garden is what I call the way to live. If we get too hot we can run to the bay and take a cool swim with the ducks. We are happy, no cares, just buddies hanging out.…

  • JACK RANOIA

She saw it from across the room. Up out of her chair she flew, over to where I was sitting and minding my own business – although I was scratching furiously. She zeroed in on the brownish-black spec crawling through my white fur, scooped me up, ran into the laundry room and dumped me into th…

  • JACK RANOIA

My owner thinks it’s embarrassing, even gross. But this common gesture, though somewhat raunchy and, according to my human, a sign of bad behavior, is really just the canine version of “getting to know you.”

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