Our version of home security depends on certain key elements. Location, locks and loudness. The first and second are standard, really. The third may be due to a flaw in canine personality.
posted in pets | Comments Off on Loud security | 270 words
How often do we get close to greatness? Once, I almost touched the tour bus of a “name”, although I didn’t get to meet the owner. Still…
posted in food, pets | Comments Off on An oversized cookie | 277 words
Just to show that I do pay a minimum of attention, the Habs won again this evening. Means little, other than to affirm that they aren’t “done”, yet. Many people with an investment in jerseys and tiny flags that mount on the car windows can sleep soundly this evening.
posted in genealogy, pets | Comments Off on Let sleeping dogs lie in their own beds | 252 words
May Day! Or Mayday! The calendar creep is starting to worry me; unless I find a way to pack a little faster, I’ll be watching the forecast for new snow bulletins. That would not be a positive thing.
posted in environment, pets | Comments Off on A wee shivering beastie | 273 words
Should anyone ask, I have decided to claim that I like the gut-wrenching sensation of an impending deadline. How else to explain my reluctance to file the required revenue reports? I do have until next Thursday evening, and if the internet closes, then a lot of us will be in the same position; millions of us, last report.
posted in economy, pets | Comments Off on Filing avoidance | 270 words
Brought the loaner dog home for the evening. She was shorn, in the last day or two, and I detect a change. Not as assertive, without her winter curls. I wonder if dogs have that sense of self-image? I mean, they see themselves as completely matched against the largest and the smallest examples of their species, but the simple act of removing fur seems to bring an uneasy calm into the house. Our main dog is already both short of hair and short on nerve, so I can’t test this easily.
posted in pets, travel | Comments Off on Sequestered, on a tiny island | 259 words
All it required was for me to extract a clean pair of socks from the drawer, and the dog went into overdrive. Race upstairs. Bound on and off (and on) the bed, with the same sense of anticipation I’d noted on other evenings. This “go for a long walk” behavior seems to suit him. Me; not as much. I’m aching from the continual tow (although that might be my fault).
posted in pets, technology | Comments Off on The continual tow | 254 words
The moment would have been well served by a candid snapshot: a joyous, bewildered dog. He saw me, and the beloved leather leash appear in the doorway. A dog can be dumbfounded. I don’t often accompany him on his nocturnal tour, where he leaves behind more than he receives, so he had to guess what I wanted.
posted in pets | Comments Off on On tour and marking the way | 268 words
In the heat of the moment (or the warmth; all is relative), my decision seemed logical. I had a bag of kitchen scraps to take out to the dumpster, and the snow storm was raging. A compromise was reached, with the bag carefully placed, outside, near the door. Later on, I could get dressed properly and head around into the wind.
posted in pets | Comments Off on Performing inventory | 258 words
Time to sort the photo library. I’ve been remiss, the last couple of years, and now the collection is split into several repositories. Out of sight, out of mind; until I want to show a particular image to someone else, and can’t figure out why I’m unable to find what my mind sees.
posted in environment, pets | Comments Off on Gently mauled by a loving mutt | 269 words
