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A dog requires routines.  A dog pulls you into the moment.  The moment yeilds detail.  A dog is.

Uncle Pete

Today, this morning, Cookie and Pete met.  It was right before the coyote ran down the street. Pete heard the story for the first time called "Half a Dog."  I'm sending it to him and of course he is invited to the upcoming Cookie Party.  This could be the start of a great Uncleship.

a dream

go back in time, in life, and start looking for a house again (not that I ever want to move).  no sign of a Cookie in my life.  cannot get Google Maps to pan and zoom properly.  finally have to ask my husband from whom I am splitting which keys to use.  then he ravishes me in an elevator and I wonder if we really are splitting.  Glad to awaken and see that all I really have to deal with is coffee and a dog.  Husband has been in the far reaches of heaven for 12 years already!

Morning Rain

The heater is on; the dog has peed.  All's well with the world.
There is wonderment about when a thing becomes routine.  You paint your wall; you shift your bed; you place the coffee pot on the other side of the kitchen; you cut your hair; you get a dog.  For a time, you awaken and this change awakens you further, calls you to the moment.  Hi.  Woof.  I have a doggie.  I have you.  You are here.  Will this abate?  Will this doggie ever cease to amaze me with her beauty and her doggieness?  Hair cuts do; coffee pots do; I suspect doggie will continue.  How can that wag wag wag ever do anything except wag my heart.  I suppose I could come to take that wag for granted, but know now that would be a mistake.  May that wag evermore wag right to my heart and keep it soft.

Dogs for Humans

To meet over dogs is good.  To meet over God, politics, or Microsoft is bad.  Dogs bring us together.  There is always another cute face to look at, behavior to admire, tips to exchange, resumes to sniff, wonder to behold.