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This week in review
Sadie and Jasmine got into a fight on Thursday. I got home Thursday night to chaos. I’m not sure which I noticed first, the items scattered over the floor or that my dogs weren’t exuberant at the door. Sadie came hesitantly over to me and Jasmine, covered in dried blood, looked up miserably from her…
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13.0.4.6.7 dogs and twain
Sadie is the Huckleberry Finn to Jasmine’s Tom Sawyer.
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13.0.3.14.4 – Dogs
Overboard in enthusiasm They are all squiggles at my homecoming Too soon they will be inanimate Lumps of clay
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13.0.3.8.18 – To the victor goes the spoils
This is what Sadie brought home tonight. When I saw her running down the driveway with something in her mouth, I thought it would be another pear. Where in the world did she find it? Some son-of-a-bitch dumped their trash in the country again.
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13.0.3.6.19 A Dog’s Life
My dearest Scotty, I am sorry. I wish with all my heart that you had gently died in your sleep one night after a life overfull. I feel like I betrayed you, that I cut your life thread too short and that tomorrow, maybe, you would have been back to your old self. Ears perked, eyes…
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13 baktun 0 katun 3 tun 0 uinal 2 k’in (8 Dec 2015)
Bob cat in the chicken run tonight. Four chickens dead; one really freaked out and hiding on the shelter. I didn’t know it was a bobcat until Sadie chased it out of the long grass. I thought it was a raccoon when I heard the rustle in the grass ahead of the dog. The moment they…
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Flirted with you all my life…
I’m overwhelmed by guilt, sadness and depression today. I try to be a good person but sometimes I feel like I’m pretending to be something I’m not. Sadie got an armadillo last night and I let her kill it. The poor animal was in a bad way by the time I pulled the dog off…
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Just Desserts?
I went to gather eggs tonight and there was only one in the box. And it was a real egg. I had put 2 fake eggs in the box to encourage the hens to lay there and both of those fake eggs are mia. I hope it wasn’t Sadie. And if it was her, I hope…
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Solstice 2014
Well fuck. Where to begin? I’ll start with the moment and work backwards. I took the truck to run some errands. Fifteen miles later I looked at the gauges and the oil pressure gauge was between the “n” of “normal” and the low mark. As I watched, it continued to move towards the L. I…
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Thoughts on Ibsen
It’s like Ibsen’s personality was split and shared among the 3 dogs I currently have. Scotty has Ibsen’s loyalty. Sadie has Ibsen’s playfulness and friendliness. Jasmine has Ibsen’s companion-ness.