Musing

[written and published from Calgary]

-6C/21F, calm, light on the horizon . . perfect start to the week

Gusta the wonder pup is two(2) years old today; makes me think I am nearly 8 in dog years;I remain convinced middle-aged men should determine the amount of exercise they need, then get a puppy of a breed that needs that much; if you start with a pup you can build up your strength slowy, but, I am told . . they are only puppies till age two, then they are adult dogs

I think she knows she is an adult dog now; I talk to her when I'm lonely – she understands, is so attentive . . she enjoys my every success, she enjoys my every failure . . they are really all about the same to her . . such a mature approach my blonde lady has; we should all do so well as to have our voice muted, to communicate only with the wriggling of our body, the wagging of our tale . . we would communicate with our tongues and our paws . . our whines, our barks, our wimpers . . and most of all we would sleep gently covering someone’s feet . . ah, what a nice life a dog’s life might be

“I think we are drawn to dogs because they are the uninhibited creatures we might be if we weren't certain we knew better. They fight for honor at the first challenge, make love with no moral restraint, and they do not for all their marvelous instincts appear to know about death. Being such wonderfully uncomplicated beings, they need us to do their worrying.: - George Bird Evans

must dash . . early appointment downtown . . . Gusta’s coming along . . I think we’ll stop at the pet store on the way back to go birthday treat shopping; I could give her a cheque and say ‘have fun shopping’ . . but somehow I think she would rather have me along as she passes this milestone . . from puppy to adult

Mark Kolke
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