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ERNIE R.I.P.

He was so attune to me. I’d be watching TV, glance over at him, and he was watching me. It might sound creepy, but it wasn’t.

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Ernie, in early November

Our sweet old German shepherd mix, Ernie, became very feeble toward the end of his life. I kept waiting for a sign from him, but his appetite never diminished.  A dog-walking friend described how “the light went out” in her dog’s eyes, and she knew it was time. The light never left Ernie’s eyes:  he was always alert, attune to me, the shepherd in him ever watchful.

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Leader of the Pack

I’m better with dogs. We understand each other. They aren’t much for semantics or grammatical distinctions, but they get emotion right away. And body language.

Dogs are fascists in the best sense of the word. They don’t like democracy. Equality just means uncertainty to dogs, and once they’ve sorted out a pecking order the unpleasantness can end and canid wisdom kicks in; to wit: my pups look at me and grok they are linked to this character for food, shelter, warmth and companionship. Their conclusion: It’s a good idea we get along with that pale biped. (more…)

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Our Anniversary

 Mrs. O and I went out earlier this month to the restaurant we visited on our first date, ten years ago.

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We were watching TV when we heard the dog-snoring. This is fairly common here, but the tune was a bit unusual, so the missus and I both rousted ourselves and looked, finding our Edie girl sleeping with her head bonked right up against the couch, snout up in the air, snoring a new dog sleep song.

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Science has measured and discussed the positive and negative effects of ions for years. I’ve heard that the ocean shore carries a different ionic charge, which can be energizing for many critters, and as proof  I give you our Edie girl:

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Hitting the Road

They’re an odd trio now, clumped out on the curb, reminders of other times and incarnations, ready to be hauled off somewhere.

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