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Limestone. It's basically the snack of the Earth. Just don't eat it, because my hoomans say it doesn't taste too good. It's because it's made from ancient sea critters, like shells and coral, that got smooshed together over millions of years. Imagine a giant cosmic belly flop of clams and fish bones. Real crunchy and not real tasty! And guess what? Limestone fizzles when you pour vinegar on it. It's like soda pop for rocks! Also, the hoomans use it for buildings, roads, and e

Dogs and mail carriers. The mail carriers and dogs. It's a complex relationship, isn't it? Maybe even a tale as old as time. Because every single day, the mail carrier dares to invade the dog's sacred area—either zooming by in one of those noisy mail trucks or boldly marching through their territory on foot. From the dog's perspective, it's pure chaos: strange footsteps, the rustle of packages, and—the worst of all, those pesky mail carriers are touching their hooman's stuff!

Luie Boone thought he overheard his hoomans talking about a vacation to the Barkshires of Western Massachusetts. What his hoomans actually said was a vacation to the Berkshires of Western Massachusetts, which Luie Boone probably would've heard the first time around, if he wasn't so busy sniffing out snacks and stealing treats behind his hoomans' backs. You can't blame him, though; that pooch loves his food.

Luie Boone would love to give you a history lesson on Mystic, Connecticut, because the history of this village is important to acknowledge and remember. Did you know that the Pequot—a group of Native American people—lived in this area of southeastern Connecticut before the 17th century? The Pequots produced and traded wampum, which are purple and white quahog shell beads! If you're like Luie Boone and wondering what a quahog, let us tell you: a quahog is a type of hard-shelle