Nothing kills a 3-beer buzz quicker than a 3-dog walk in the woods. But it's all part of the owner/pet agreement, and I wouldn't have it any other way. These beauties save my soul at least twice a day when we get out into our woods, and away from the madding crowd and such. #DogIsMyCopilot

My poor pup, Beaufort, went to the groomer's for the first time today. Apparently he was so terrified he shat all over the joint. Three times. And expressed his anal glands. With the special handlling fee, and a sizeable tip, that was one very spendy bath.

Beef from Alberta; corn from 20 minutes away; and cucumbers from our garden.