Author: Lynne Phipps

As I was coming around the bend in our street from walking my son to school, I could see the front window of our house. The sheer curtains in the living room were astir. I saw a collie's head peek … Read more

We once had a Sheltie, named Tammy, whose timidity kept her from enjoying life outside the safety of our home. Our solution to this problem was to yoke her with a young puppy named Pepper, whose gregarious nature was infectious. … Read more

I was just drifting off to sleep when I heard the chattering. Unbidden, my ear perked up, much to my tired body's dismay. What is that, my mind inquired, an early spring squirrel on the roof already? Finally, I roused … Read more

Our cocker spaniel, Candy, had gained so much weight, or so I thought — until I bathed her and realized that I could see all her ribs. Her belly, however, was huge. Later that week Candy underwent surgery at the … Read more

It was the worst mud I have ever encountered. Within minutes, I was three inches taller! The soles of my boots were caked with the stuff, and trying to get it off was next to impossible; it dried like cement. … Read more

At this time of the year, the fireweed plant, here in the far north, is nothing short of a glory of splendour upon the hills and fields. Its clear magenta colour floods the landscape with rippling beauty. Fireweed is classified … Read more

I was watching an old movie the other night, in which one fellow was giving another fellow a wedding present. The gift was a box of colourful, hand-tied fishing lures, which brought back memories for me. My dad was an … Read more

Our campsite beside the river was beautiful and blissfully refreshing amidst the dusty summer heat. Not only were we enjoying it but so were both our dogs. Deciding to stroll along the bank for a ways, I let them off … Read more

One summer, we decided to go to a local attraction called The Maze. The farmer had taken a field of corn stalks and cut a maze through it. As we followed the paths to different stations, we would find clues … Read more

Hoss, our wirehaired dachshund, has a problem. Whenever he is on my bed and he stands up and turns in a certain way, he begins to bark frantically at the image he sees in my dresser mirror. Even though he … Read more