The Harbor Dog Stories
Come on an adventure with the shop dogs of Two Salty Dogs as they spin you a yarn about life as a dog on the Boothbay Harbor waterfront.
MAN'S BEST FRIEND - by Big Buddy
Hi everyone. It’s Big Buddy! It’s my turn to write the blog this month. I’m not sure why they still let me write a blog. Sometimes I think it’s because they feel sorry for me and other times Don will say that people really love my blogs and will send emails to say they...
ASK AUGUSTUS - by Auggie
Good Day, you drunken gadabouts. I am often unfairly criticized for being too harsh. However, in the interests of ceasing your incessant e-prattle, I am now going to answer questions submitted by you - the confused and chunky canine hordes of America. I do this without anger and in the genuine hopes of helping...
THE FAMILY BUDSTER - by Don
I figured since I wrote pieces about getting Max, Auggie, and Coal that I was obligated to write one about getting Buddy. So let’s do this whether we want to or not. I’m going to use all of Buddy’s nicknames in casual reference in this blog. Sorry in advance. ------------------------------- We came to know...
CHESS KING ON THE HOT DOG BOAT - by Max
Hi there, Max here! I am just fine thank you! Don writes a lot about what a pain in the butt I am and he’s absolutely correct. If your dog isn’t a big pain in the butt then he’s not doing his job. Just think, if you woke up tomorrow and switched places with...
ABANDONED- by Big Buddy
Hi there, I’m Big Buddy. This month is my turn to write the blog. I hope I don’t let you all down! I got very scared in November because I was abandoned by Don and Liana. I get left alone a lot but this time I was abandoned at the cabin. It was very,...
SEALs AT THE GATES OF DON - by Auggie
Salutations, quislings. It is I, your Supreme Canine Commander in Chief - Augustus. I am ready to mesmerize you with my unique and compelling takes on Boothbay Harbor Dog Life. And I’d like to take this opportunity to thank you for picking up most of your trash in the Harbor this summer and disposing...
LET LOOSE THE DOGS OF WAR - by Don
You might get the impression that Max and I still battle like we did when he was a puppy. We do. The battles are different now that we’re both old and lazy. In the past, something as simple as getting Max in the car resembled a Nazi-Soviet slugfest with vast encirclements, unspeakable civilian atrocities,...