Danny’s Goodbye

Hey guys, it’s me, Danny—your favorite dog. I’m hangin’ out just listenin’ to Willie sing a little Kris. My human, Andrew, doesn’t get it. He doesn’t know that Kris and Willie are speaking for God. Have you ever listened to “Sunday Morning Coming Down”? I love to ride in cars, don’t you? Sticking my head […]

Danny, Suni, and Perri

Did you all miss me last week? Of course you did. Well, worry not. I’m back from vacation and rarin’ to go. Now on to this week’s adventure. I had a surprise visit today from two old friends who came all the way from Spain just to see me. They claimed they had come to […]

I Saw Jesus

My name is Andrew Joyce, and for those of you who keep up with the adventures of Danny the Dog, I’m his human and he’s my dog. He’s always writing about me, telling you nice people what an idiot I am and that I drink too much. But I want you to know right here […]

Danny’s Battle Plan

Hello, it is I once again, Daniel J. Daniels, or to my many fans, Danny the Dog. I have sad tidings to convey this morn. Perhaps some of you who are old enough will remember The Battle of the Turkey Slices in which I defeated The Powers of Darkness—in the guise of Andrew, my human—and […]

Danny Gets Rained On

I’m in a foul mood today, so this communiqué will be short. It’s been raining for three days and three nights. One more day of this miserable weather and I’m going to have Andrew build us an ark. Well, maybe not, seeing as how we already live on a boat. “We” being myself, Danny the […]

Danny’s Freedom

I’ve just been reading a little Billy Shakespeare and listening to Kris Kristofferson. Genius will tell out. What got to me this day was how they both spoke to having nothing. Billy said: “Having nothing, nothing can he lose.” (Henry VI, Part 3) And Kris wrote: “Freedom’s just another word for nothin’ left to lose.” […]

Danny Goes for a Swim

I’d like to tell you, gentle reader, of my travails. I’m Danny the Dog, and today’s adventure is about a morning that will live in infamy. It started out as most of my mornings do. At 5:00 a.m., I wagged my tail, hitting the wall with it, and then I started in with my patented […]