
Bugs…Can’t live with them, can’t live without……. Huh, well, dang. I can’t even finish that sentence. I just can’t say anything good about bugs no matter how the bosses feel about it. All bugs give me the willy’s and not … Read the rest

Bugs…Can’t live with them, can’t live without……. Huh, well, dang. I can’t even finish that sentence. I just can’t say anything good about bugs no matter how the bosses feel about it. All bugs give me the willy’s and not … Read the rest

I used to think the farm was the whole world. Seriously, I thought absolutely nothing existed beyond those crazy neighbor dogs along our property line. And then one day I was packed into the car and taken to the VET. … Read the rest

A few weeks ago, I was informed by the bosses that I am now on a “diet”. I confess, at the time I didn’t know what that meant. Now, I know. And I’m NOT HAPPY. Now, twice a day, rolling … Read the rest

It occurs to me that you may be unaware of my official position at Old Town Farm. You see me on the weekends as chief ball wrangler when, in fact, that is just one frame in a long film. As … Read the rest

Everything they say about cats is TRUE. And I don’t mean this in a good way. They show up out of nowhere in the dead of winter looking all big-eyed and sad and cold. We feed them and gently coax … Read the rest


ALLOW ME TO INTRODUCE MYSELF. I am Franco The Dog…and this is THE DOG BLOG. You probably know me as head of protection services for Old Town Farm. Or, maybe just as the big and handsome spotted … Read the rest