Bacon on the Bookshelf

Savory picks for the free range reader

January 8, 2017
by jenniferpuryear

Pepper and The Very Cold Day

The day after it snowed, it was bracingly cold outside. A day the word “bone-chilling” was invented for (spoken as a true Southerner, I know). The bright sun helped only a little. “Are you sure we have to go outside?” I asked Pepper as we stepped out on the icy front porch. “Yes!” she cried, bounding ahead into the frosty yard as I gingerly proceeded across …

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December 24, 2016
by jenniferpuryear

A Christmas Meditation

It was very early in the morning, still dark outside. I tiptoed downstairs and plugged in the Christmas tree. Pepper slept peaceably in her crate while I made tea.   By 6:30 am, she was rustling around and we began our morning routine: belly scratches and soft words, a trip outside, a crunchy breakfast.  She got comfy in her favorite sunroom chair, and I settled in …

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December 3, 2016
by jenniferpuryear

Pepper and The Butterfly Shrimp

The family had enjoyed a delicious dinner of formerly frozen butterfly shrimp, and I was cleaning up.   Five large shrimp with tails remained on the baking sheet when I stepped away from the kitchen.  When I returned, the shrimp and their tails were missing.   The baking sheet remained on the counter, perhaps a bit closer to the edge. Pepper lounged innocently nearby. “Hmm,” I …

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November 23, 2016
by jenniferpuryear

Thanksgiving Special: Conversation with Pepper

Two dogs left their yard seeking adventure.  One came home alive.   My friend found his family’s other dog (dead) after an extensive search.  I was feeling sad and out of sorts at a hotel in New York City and had to call Pepper at the farm where she was staying. “Hi Pep, how are you?” I asked.  “I wanted to check in.” “I’m fine,” …

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October 2, 2016
by jenniferpuryear

Pepper, The Square Frisbee, and The Saucer Magnolia

Pepper and I tried out the new frisbee on one of the first cool days of fall this week.  The frisbee is square and looks kind-of like a flying squirrel when I throw it.  I don’t know what possessed me to buy it.  It’s hard to throw and hard to catch, though Peppy gives it her best effort every time.  She hasn’t actually caught it …

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August 21, 2016
by jenniferpuryear

Pepper and The Great Chase

  One cool grey morning a few weeks ago Pepper and I were out extra early with the frisbee.  The grass was still wet with morning dew, and birds were greeting the day with their soft morning sounds.  The baby dinosaur hadn’t started its screeching and screaming in the treetops yet (the juvenile red tailed hawk sounds positively prehistoric when it’s calling for its bloody breakfast). …

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July 17, 2016
by jenniferpuryear

Pepper and The Very Scary Experience

It was an ordinary late afternoon.  The big white van brought Peppy home from puppy playtime, but she wasn’t ready for the day’s fun to end.  She grabbed her frisbee and enticed me outside.  I was having fun and she was having fun – all over the yard, frisbee fun – when she slipped and fell after a catch.  That had never happened before.  We headed …

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June 25, 2016
by jenniferpuryear

Pepper and the Brexit

When I picked up Pepper from puppy playtime yesterday, she didn’t have her usual cheerful demeanor.  Maybe it was the heat – or maybe something else. “What’s up, Pep?” I asked. “I’m just tired,” she replied. “I don’t think you’re just tired,” I pressed.  “You’re rarely tired in my observation.” “Well…all the dogs were talking about the Brexit today, and I feel sort of confused …

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June 12, 2016
by jenniferpuryear

Pepper and The Leaf: Sunday, June 12, 2016

Pepper and I were sitting outside this afternoon, both of us hot.  I had thrown the frisbee for her and walked around the yard, but my heart wasn’t in it.  I finally sat down in the wrought iron chair on the front porch and she rested at my feet.   “What’s wrong?” she asked, ever my sensitive companion.  “Normally you love a hot green day.” “Yes …

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