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Dog Blog 19

A few things that dogs do not understand: like what really happens behind the walls in our house?  Is there what humans call electricity always in the wires or does it appear only when you plug something in?  Is water always in the pipes or only when you turn on the facet?  Why would a kid take up the cello as a musical instrument?  It doesn’t seem very cool to me.  Why would someone need a “barrel of monkey’s”?  How do you become a stand up comedian?  What does the “whole shebang” really mean?  And what about the sky blue pill I hear so many people whisper about?  The list goes on; more later. Raven
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Dog Blog 18

Sometimes I pretend to be asleep when I’m not.  We have a lot of parties at our house with a lot of people and so I hear a lot of cacophonous chattering.  Most of the conversations are sullen and desultory where meaning play hide & seek.  I notice that most humans are intricate puzzles that speak in contradictions and that no one ever knows another completely; at one point every human being will disappoint another; but total control is an illusion.  The choices they make, the exemplary and the most vile exposes life’s tragic truths.  Like a blinking light house warning us of the shores of life, people struggle to make good decisions.  After all of that anguish, I need Wendy to get a new therapeutic dog coach from L.L. Bean so I can curl up with someone to watch “The Game of Thrones”.  Like dinosaurs and flying dragons I need an aspiration to occupy an outside place in my imagination.  As always, I am “yin” to your “yang”. Raven
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Dog Blog 17

I’ve never been to an airport and obviously have never been on a plane; I often wonder do humans really feel bliss and content exulation to be that far away from their homes? All dogs lament and say “did you ever think our lives would turn out like this?” It’s a question we all ask, but among sorrow, beauty and grace also emerges.  Sometimes on my walks I stop to contemplate the sky and watch what the clouds are up to.  Humans and dogs share the same replica perceptions but dogs view the blue yonder very differently.  We have great noses; even on a sad rainy day we smell the distinctive perfume of our surroundings and we smile.  Our grasp and view of life is prudent.  Emotion is a more powerful force than logic and survival is our most important judgment question.  We are shackled to the past and we are strained like the timbers of an ancient rolling ship, we will never pilot the existence of our future. Raven
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Dog Blog 16

All kids love stickers and then all of a sudden they don’t.  I think we should put some plastic pink flamingos in our front yard to inspire our neighbors and more brightly colored gnomes in the backyard.  We also look at the trees in a different perspective.  Humans view the size, shape and beauty; dogs only check out the trunk for olfactory themes.  We enjoy the bottom of a tree not the top.  We love those territorial markings (it’s our internet) the nose knows.  Dogs think in a style of improvisational jazz!  I’ll explain what this means some other time. Raven
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Dog Blog 15

On our walks I often notice that humans never give up their need for nursing.  They just switch from one mamma-like device to another similar shaped containers of water or sexy little juice bottles or if they’re eally lucky large “cups” of cappuccino.  Every time Wendy plays a “DVD” directed by M. Night Shyamalan I quickly leave the room and I don’t understand why humans pay good money to see a Jennifer Aniston flick, but I do enjoy any movie with a penguin or a bear. Raven
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Dog Blog 14

Wendy bought some new outdoor patio furniture, the cast iron all -black ensemble is an idiosyncratic  splash of decorum & & tactile design that connects her sole an spirit.  I’m sure the ambiance is something that will age appreciatively with an affix of character after long Michigan winters.  Again I’m befuddled by humans, they love their sunshine but then always have to buy an umbrella for shade.  I assume all that new stuff is organic. Raven
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Dog Blog 13

I’m the kind of dog that looks at my water bowl as half full, not half empty; that is when Wendy remembers to fill it.  As you may or may not know, I was a dog who was at one time only familiar with the extremes of baneful city life: the crowds the traffic and the crime.  But nature’s extremes of vertiginous terrain were unknown to me.  I was aware Abe Lincoln was born in a frontier log cabin and that Thoreau stole away to a similar abode and the family of Laura Ingalls Wilder had their little house on the prairie.  But to me nothing beats the life of new advantage and all the smiling faces I discover on my walks at Prestwick.  The American Dream is like that.  Also on my walks I like to see women with fringed earrings that dangle and sway with the spirit and vigor of the roaring twenties. Raven
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Dog Blog 12

The wistful meditative thinking of a dog.  Sometimes I feel lonelier than a cloudless sky, like being awake and asleep at the same time.  Some animals that I know have a capacity for empathy that some humans would do well to emulate.  I love the extraordinary capacity of ordinary moments.  I’m always waiting for the right bluebird to cross my path.  We live in a possible meaningless universe because meaning is invariably personal.  I love to watch hummingbirds, cuddly ladybugs and big bellied cardinals and robins in our backyard. Raven
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Dog Blog 11

As I go outside “to go potty” and Wendy shouts in the background, I notice a capacious flock of birds maybe black starlings? I’m not sure, flying in a methodical arrow formation above the beauteous trees along the trajectory of Gleneagles.  As I watch, they draw close together to form a dark quivering orb; for an instant they appeared freeze framed as if Wendy just pressed pause and just as I thought they would surly fall, they scattered like dispersed gunshot across the Highland evening ominous sky. Raven
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Dog Blog 10

I love the time and smell of Spring.  The deliberate shift and catalyst for modification and variety, not only fragrance but the sensation of fresh new sounds and the feel of the ebullient vivacious Earth.  The abundance and the positive honest sense of unity of Mother Nature, that all animals share vicariously. Raven