In fairness, Jake isn’t afraid of cameras. He’s afraid of the flash. So much so he used to leave the room when a cell phone came out, because one time I took a picture of him with a phone and it flashed. Does not like lightning. Does not like flashlights. Does not like cameras. Lately… Continue reading Reducing Jake’s Fear of Cameras
I used to be kinda smart. Kinda. Then I got a dog, and whenever I`m around him my brain turns to goo. His name is Jake. I very rarely call him Jake. I call him Scalliwag, Polliwog, Kingly King Dog, Square Face and Baby Seal Face (`cause he looks like a baby seal, and whenever… Continue reading Jake the Dog
After a long battle with arthritis and kidney disease, Jacob “Jake” Tiberius Dog Hoke-Woodward passed away peacefully on Saturday, July 16, 2016, in his home in Los Angeles, California. He was 13. Jake was born in Chatham County, NC, in November 2002. Along with three siblings, he was rescued by Chatham County Animal Rescue and… Continue reading Jacob Tiberius Dog Hoke-Woodward – an Obituary
This article first appeared as a “Chick on the Draw” column in Luna Station Quarterly, March 6, 2015. This year’s animated lineup is out of control. There is no controlling it. Don’t try. You will hurt yourself. There are two Disney/Pixar movies coming out this year: INSIDE OUT (June 19) and THE GOOD DINOSAUR (Nov… Continue reading Spring 2015 Cartoon Preview
This article first appeared October 3, 2014 in my Chick on the Draw column at Luna Station Quarterly. Sometimes animation is sort of like SNL in the early 90s–it assumes men dressed as women are funnier than actual women. I’m not saying Cross-Dressing Voices is always men-as-women. Where would animated boy roles be without June Foray, Nancy Cartwright,… Continue reading Drawn in Drag: Examining Male Voice Actors Cast in Female Roles
v. to spring; to start; to wake (archaic) In the morning, Jake the dog gladly makes it his duty to abraid Gus the cat.
n. food, vittles Jake the Dog loves the sound of vivers in the bowl.
adj. wet; moist How can you look in Jake’s madid brown eyes and not give him some of your cheese toast?