By Dana Hedgpeth (Published in The Washington Post, September 26, 2021) Historians consider it the worst massacre of Native Americans in U.S. history. Yet few have ever heard of it. The Bear River Massacre of 1863 near what’s now Preston, Idaho, left roughly 350 members of the Northwestern Band of the Shoshone Nation dead, making […]
I have written about my friend Mike before in other venues, he of Mike and Beth fame. But now, I want to go into a little more detail concerning him. However, before we discuss Mike, perhaps I should introduce myself to all you neophytes out there. Not that there are many. Everyone knows who Danny […]
I’m back! It is I, Danny the Dog, everyone’s favorite pooch. I took a few days off from my writing chores so my human, Andrew, could use the computer. He had to work on some book he’s writing. I told him I’d do it for him, but no, he told me that I don’t write […]
Andrew and I have been having some fine ol’ adventures lately. Well, maybe fine is not the exact word. I’ll start with the light stuff first. Andrew is okay for a human, but he does leave a lot to be desired. Do you know he hasn’t bought me a chew toy in years? I’m talking […]
Hello, dog fans. It is I, Danny the Dog! I’ve been helping Andrew look after three Labrador retrievers. What a nightmare! There is Chloe, who is fourteen months old, and then there is Beau and Hank. They are both four months old and they are holy terrors. They live on a boat down at the […]
This post is dedicated to my good friend Piri who lives over in Scotland. Good morning, gentle souls; I am Daniel J. Daniels, Dog Extraordinaire. Most of you know me by my nom de plume, Danny the Dog. As another great writer (but not as good as me) once said, “A rose by any other […]
Ahoy, all you landlubbers. It’s me, Danny the Dog. I live on a boat with my human who I’ve alluded to in the past. His name is Andrew. Now, I do know for a fact that mostly humans read my stories, but my writing is usually geared to my fellow canines. Having said that, I’ll […]
I went off to war at the tender age of sixteen. My mother cried and begged me to stay, but my country needed me. I would not see my mother again for four very long years. Due to my age, I was assigned to field headquarters as a dispatch courier for the first two years […]
On occasion, I have to go on the road to promote my books. In the old days, it was book signings and doing radio shows. In this new age, it’s mostly podcasts. But whatever the venue, I always bring my dog Danny. Because … let’s face it. People would rather hear from him than me. […]
Someone’s been ridin’ my mule. She ain’t the same no more. She kicks up a fuss when I try to ride her. She kicks up a fuss when I take her in to town. She’s always brayin’ at what I do. She’s never done that before. Someone’s been ridin’ my mule in the rain. She’s […]
