Thankful for Women of Action

I know I’m a couple of days late with this post, but in counting my blessings, I thought I’d tell you some of the extraordinary moments for which I’m grateful: Continue reading

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I Could Write a Sonnet…

Pup Tupelo and I just got back from a dash to the park to play with his new toy (the slingshot duck. We both think it’s kind of the best toy ever.)

Slingshot duck

Slingshot duck

It’s not terribly cold today, but the wind has really kicked up and we were walking into it, on the way home. Maybe it’s “a few days before Thanksgiving” overwhelm, but I basically just watched his ears for the last few blocks home. He folds them back along his head when he’s really happy to see you or, apparently, walking into a driving wind. And then he brings one or more of them to half-cocked, if he’s listening for something in front of him. If he’s listening hard, they both go up completely.

Let's play!

Let’s play!

At water's edge

At water’s edge

IMG_2155-0.JPGI was madly entertained by the whole dance of it all. I see a video of just his ears in our future.

Unexpected Benefits

So one of the things I didn’t think enough about, before I got a dog, was how it was going to change me. I kind of knew that in some ways, it would make me happier. I didn’t anticipate how truly neurotic it would make me. But one of the benefits I’m seeing is that it’s got me thinking further ahead. After the 433rd time of going to get the leash and not finding it where I want it, but where I wanted to get rid of it, the last time, I’ve started framing things differently. “Where am I going to want to have left this?” “Am I going to want to measure out the dog’s food for tomorrow while he’s standing there hungry, or will I wish I had taken care of it now?” Continue reading