Bacon on the Bookshelf

Savory picks for the free range reader

September 17, 2017
by jenniferpuryear

Pepper and The Hurricane

The weakened remnant of Hurricane Irma brought 3 days of gentle but persistent rain to Nashville. We had nothing to complain about.  “I’m bored to tears,” Pepper complained on day 1, stuck inside, and I gave her a large bacon and cheese stuffed bone to help pass the time. “I’m bored to tears,” she complained on day 2, and I gave her a large peanut …

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September 3, 2017
by jenniferpuryear

Pepper and The Feathers

Sometimes we see things we wish we hadn’t. One recent afternoon, late in the day, Pepper dashed from the back yard up to the door, scratching to get my attention. I opened it, expecting her usual rush into the house, but instead she dashed down the back porch steps into the yard. “What’s going on?” I called. “Come, come!” she cried. Well trained to that command, …

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July 2, 2017
by jenniferpuryear

Pepper and the Third Ice Cream Sandwich

Pepper was enjoying a marvelous nap in the kitchen one recent afternoon while I caught up on Facebook. Correction: I thought Pepper was napping. After my third trip to the freezer in as many minutes, she sat right up in her bed. “Do you plan on eating that third ice cream sandwich?” she inquired. “Oh gosh!” I stuttered. “Have I already eaten two? They’re really …

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June 11, 2017
by jenniferpuryear

Pepper and the Chipmunk

You don’t expect to see a chipmunk (otherwise known as a “ground squirrel”) 8 feet up a tree trunk. It would clearly rather be anywhere else on the planet. It’s not sure what to do next. Pepper, on the other hand, was quite sure what she’d like to do next. (There is little doubt about why the chipmunk found itself up a tree.) Pep leapt up …

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May 14, 2017
by jenniferpuryear

Mother’s Day Special: Pepper and The Very Urgent Matter

It was not an unusual morning. I was up early, drinking tea, browsing the Facebook feed, while Pepper kept an eye on things in the yard from her spot in the sunroom. Then – an explosion of barking! (From Pep.) She ran to the door, lunging into it, letting me know in her subtle way that a very urgent matter required her attention. A squirrel, …

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April 23, 2017
by jenniferpuryear

Pepper and Coco

Parting was such sweet sorrow the afternoon my friend Ann and I picked up Pepper and Coco from puppy daycare at the same time. It’s hard to say who caused more trouble (well, honestly, it’s not that hard. You can imagine.)           We eventually got the pups disentangled and into our respective vehicles. “How was your day?” I asked Pep. “How …

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March 26, 2017
by jenniferpuryear

Pepper and The Future

“What do you do when one version of the future just stands up and walks away?” I asked Pepper as we checked on the baby oak and maple trees I planted late last fall. The maples have been showing the tiniest little red leaves – signs of life! – while the oaks keep any life within them hidden, still. “Like when the baby rabbit gets …

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March 20, 2017
by jenniferpuryear

Pepper and The First Day of Spring

“Spring is a straggly season,” I observed, as Pep and I poked around the yard. She was the one doing the actual poking – under every bush – looking for rabbit nests (while I kept a watchful eye). “The grass is patchy. The daffodils are spent. Weeds thrive, mushrooms persist, the sweet little violets are everywhere. The pin oak clings to its dead leaves while the cherry’s about …

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March 12, 2017
by jenniferpuryear

Pepper and The Pot of Chili

We’d finished supper and Pepper was at my heels “helping” with cleanup. She licked the mostly empty bowls that I put on the kitchen floor and also enthusiastically disposed of the remaining shredded cheese and fritos. When I turned my back, she worked on the counter. But the pot of gold? The pot of chili, sitting on the stove. “Why don’t I take care of that,” …

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February 26, 2017
by jenniferpuryear

Pepper and The Dark and Stormy Night

It was a dark and stormy night. Pepper pawed at the back door, jumping up on her hind legs to scratch at the panes of glass she could reach – anxious to get out. “Come!” She called to me. “Come!” I put my book down. “Seriously, Pepper?” I replied. “That is actually a one-way word. Me to you. We’ve discussed this! And you are awfully …

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