Chester

Chedda, Cheddy, Flubby, Wubby, Bubby, Wompy, Tompy. Womper, Tomper, Wompy-Tomp, Teedle-Tomp, Wompelio, Count Wompula. Cheechu, Chuchi, Cheedo, Cheddalungue, The Grand Chawhee. Doodles, Doodle Bug, Chub, Che-chub, Chu-Chu, The Big Cheese, Cheeseasaurus Rex.

He was a dog of many names, a reflection of the love he shared, but more importantly, of the goofiness that was Chester. And while it’s hard to say goodbye, it’s easy to remember the good times, and the little things that were so uniquely Chester.

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Frenchie Friday | Washed Up

Frenchie_Friday_FinalWashed UpAfter a surprise visit to the vet this week, we returned home with the knowledge that young Oliver had contracted a rather unpleasant “anaerobic flagellated protozoan parasite.” I’ll spare everyone the boring details, but as I’ve been saying all along, this dog is full of shit. In spite of the off-putting name it’s apparently a pretty easy fix, with part of the recovery demanding daily bathings. While this might be a problem for more cautious canines, Oliver has always LOVED the water, so this week’s Frenchie fix focuses on the little man’s soft spot for soaking.

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