I’m not an ordinary dog. I have a unique talent that sets me apart from my other furry friends. I can write stories. My human mother teaches me words, but sometimes I get stuck trying to find the right
Author: Leslie

A story from the Crafty Canine In a dog crate I was in a dog crate once. Just once. Someone told my mother a crate was good for dogs. So she put me in there. I knew she wouldn’t

My mother teaches me people words. Now she’s teaching me some people songs too. She thought it would make me a more creative writer.

Stanley the Mischief Dog played his favorite book game with some of the dogs in the library. The game was called ‘Find the Hidden Books’.

Margaret explained that the library was just for dogs. It wasn’t like a people library. Dogs didn’t have to be on good behavior when they were there.