Dog Blog

Friday, February 12, 2010

A photo of me celebrating being a "Paperback Writer" at Selland's.  I never imagined decades ago when listening to that great old Beatles tune that I would someday become what they were singing about.  Today the UPS man delivered my author's copies of Harlequin's Worldwide Mystery mass market edition of Howling Bloody Murder.  Cruiser is now a Harlequin hound!  The dog on the cover looks just like Peaches.  Howling for joy tonight.  Roo-roooo!


Tuesday, February 09, 2010

For the first time, Beau met someone he didn't like this morning.  It was a tree-cutter who hangs around our neighborhood.  I've never seen Beau react that way to anyone before.  He's always so friendly to everyone.  He went up to this guy when he put out his hand to pet him, quickly withdrew, and then gave him a very wide berth, whining like a frightened puppy.  His unusual reaction really gave me cause to wonder about that man.  He had wild eyes, too.  He even jokingly referred to himself as a "wild animal." Who would refer to himself as a wild animal, unless he is one?  Spooky.  He also told me one client's "mean" pit bull pees (submissively) whenever he comes around.  If a dog reacts like that to a person, there has to be good reason. Dogs are expert character detectors, so when a dog reacts to someone that way, I must assume the person has none. I trust Beau's judgment, so we won't ask that man to do any work around our house.

"If a dog will not come to you after having looked you in the face, you should go home and examine your conscience."--Woodrow Wilson

Monday, February 01, 2010

Yesterday morning I heard Beau howl for the first time since I adopted him over three months ago.  I was sitting on the sofa reading the paper and he had gone out back to explore the area behind the swimming pool.  Apparently, he must have encountered a cat on the other side of the fence near the gazebo.  I heard a rich, resonant bark followed by a baritone howl.  It sounded deeper than Bubba's ever did, although his was wonderful.  How I have missed that sound! 
Beau's long, long body creates the perfect echo chamber.  Whatever trauma he endured before I found him that would make him mute, I cannot imagine and would not want to try, but I am so happy that at long last he has rediscovered his voice.  It's a beautiful sound to anyone who loves a hound.

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