Truffles Goes to School: Lessons from Jenny, Mike, and the Road to Discipline

Send us Fan Mail There comes a moment in every young hound’s life when the good Lord nudges them—ever so gently—toward the straight and narrow. And in our little corner of Canton, where the pines lean in like old aunties waiting for gossip, that moment arrived on a quiet Tuesday morning when Truffles—our whiskered, wild-eyed German Wirehair Pointer pup stole Cornbreads left shoe. That’s when we knew: it was time for school. So gather close, dear friends, and rest your bones in our warm kitche...