Category: Dog
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A Dog-Shaped Hole
She was the best of dogs. Sure, she ate a wall once. Oh, and there was the time the First Reader was convinced she’d die after chewing through an industrial power cord. And that time (more than once!) where she went after a groundhog and came prancing back, tail high, with her victim in her…
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The Death of a Mole
Mornings around here are usually quiet. Coffee, breakfast, hollering at the kids to ‘rise and shine.’ The First Reader usually takes the time to actually cook eggs and toast, and this morning took it into his head to make both of us bacon, too. So I was puttering around the kitchen and dining room finding…
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Dog Dynamics
My Mom is here for a short visit. She’s been driving across country, visiting family along the way, enroute from Oregon to (ultimately) New Hampshire. Last evening Mom, my sister Juniper… and two dogs showed up. All were welcome, but it’s been funny watching the dogs, her two and our (very spoiled) one. They met…
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Curmudgeon’s Corner: Dogs Can Be Jealous
(Cedar here – I wrote a funny metaphor story today over at the Mad Genius Club in which said jealous dog plays a part. You may enjoy it.) Written by Sanford Begley My stepchildren are in for a visit this summer, well number Daughter units 2 and 3 and Son unit 1. Their mother is…
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Curmudgeon’s Corner: Dogs are Funny
Written by Sanford Begley I just went out for a smoke, the dog insisted on going with me. Since we are in a cabin/hotel she is kept on a lead. No need for problems that can arise from a loose dog. Most of those are not the dog’s fault, people who don’t understand dogs…
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Curmudgeon’s Corner: Her Place in the Pack
Written by Sanford Begley Her Place in the pack Dogs are social animals. So much so that a lot of their lives are determined by their notions of what is socially right. Now this varies by dog to some extent and even more so by the rules laid down by the leader of their pack.…
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Lassie Moment
I’ve had my Lassie moment of the morning. I had let the dog out, and ten minutes later, talked her in out of the rain, which is unusual, she hates to get wet. While I’m dealing with muddy pawprints in the kitchen, she starts whining and scratching at the floor in the other room. I…
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All Creatures Great and Small
I was blessed, growing up, to be allowed to have pets, and to take part in caring for the varied livestock we had while I was growing up. I got to have, as a horse-mad young girl, not only a pony, but a mustang, and a foal, and one of my riding teachers had been…
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Artfully: Day 4
On the fourth day of Christmas, I gave to my true love: five dogs, and a cat. I’m sketching dogs for my son, who wants me to illustrate a story he’s trying to write, about five dogs who are in fifth grade together, a cat who is their friend against the odds, and another dog…
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Cats, Magic, and the Hugos
I asked for suggestions on what to write about today, and got into a long chatty conversation with much silliness. This is why I love my friends. Sorry, Joe, I’m not writing about manly beards and why I like them today. Nor am I going to write about cat-rotating, Christopher, I have a dog, and…
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Late Again
I think I have posted late every day this week. However, I have also written about 15K words on Trickster Noir, gotten a bunch of other things done, and it was my first full week off from school, so I will beg your pardons and try to do better next week. Tomorrow’s post is already…