Renagade Chef: Lacking shoes - and heads - this Christmas
My dog, Ron Howard, had his first birthday the other day. Unfortunately, Las Vegas odds-makers give him less than a 50-50 chance of reaching birthday number two.
His name isn’t really Ron Howard. We call him “Opie.” He is a boxer-retriever mix (a.k.a. “mutt”), is very loving, smart and rambunctious. He also has brute power, but doesn’t understand why knocking down Grandma and licking her face is such a bad thing.