I recently had occasion to travel with the dog. There were two dogs the last time I wrote about dogs and feeding. One died of a fast moving tumor. This was awful, but he went fast with the assistance of the vet. The loss left us with the original family dog, a small brindle border terrier with bad breath and a goofy, independent personality.



    I needed to go to Edisto Island, a trip of many hours, and the dog, Glenner, was a good companion in many respects. While her conve...