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April 16, 2013 / philosophermouseofthehedge

Two of a kind.

What an unexpected surprise.

How considerate of you to provide some distraction, dear friend.

I am alone here.

The meetings didn’t require my presence.

But images and sounds on TV. Explosions. Tragedy.

I cannot help shivering.

Que magnifique! A letter. (Jean Raoux. Louvre Museum.US public domain. reprod of PD art:artist life+100/ Commons.Wikimedia.org)

Oh vanish, Despair! A letter. Such a delight
(Jean Raoux. Louvre Museum.US public domain: reprod of PD art/artist life+100/ Commons.Wikimedia.org)

Once again odd packs of humans seem to be running with madness.

May braves noses and paws quickly sweep the area with their handlers.

May all be guided to safety and reunited with their missing companions.

Today is sharp contrast to recent days where I sauntered unconcerned under pink clouds.

With the cherry blossoms, there has been crowds of tourists with all their noise and bustling.

The windows have been open.

Oddly the air conditioning isn’t available even though it’s been unseasonably warm.

Windows are nice except at night.

The city noises constantly jar to alert.

And what’s with humans?

Around 2 AM they stumble along the sidewalks below making the most pitiful sounds.

Not a proper night-time howl.

How can they hope to reunite their pack with such unfocused noise?

Prowling the city. (Street scene 1941 Giusto 1867-1941. US public domain: reprod of PD art/ expired copyright:artist life +70/ Commons.wikimedia.org)

On the prowl in the city.
(1941.Giusto 1867-1941.US public domain: reprod of PD art/expired copyright/artist life +70/ Commons.wikimedia.org)

I have thought perhaps there is a business opportunity here: Howl Training.

Not so unreasonable:

Volume control: From what I hear, some definitely need to fine tune that. No control shown at all.

Directional projection: Effective pack recall with less stress on the vocal chords.

Messaging:  Their tones now are confusing. Clear communication of joy, hunt, distress, or injury is critical.

Though humans, as a species, may not have the capacity to maintain intense focus for long.

But sometimes people can surprise you.

I guess that why we canines befriended them.

Here I am taking Person for a walk under the cherry trees.

(It’s necessary to make sure Person gets enough sunshine and fresh air.)

Under a pink cloud

Happiness is a pink cloud

Your letter was so welcomed, Molly.

It was kind of you to remember me.

Please give my regards to my foster family (and promise to think before you dig or chew.)

Paws for peace

Paws for peace

fondly,

The German.

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Spoiled my day. (1895 Bouguereau 1825-1905.US public domain: reprod of PD art/artist life+100/Commons.wikimedai.org)

A sunny day smile just for you, German.
(1895 Bouguereau 1825-1905.US public domain: reprod of PD art/artist life+100/Commons.wikimedia.org)

Dear German,

It’s good you only have to guard Person.

You wouldn’t wear your booties and there might be ouchies on those streets.

You should have gone with Person to the meeting.

There might have been yogurt.

There was probably an elevator.

You could have scrunched back in the corner and tried to look invisible like you do.

You’re not, you know.

Everyone can see you.

I’ve been trying to stay busy today. Only dug one hole….

In a new spot.

Didn’t want to upset staff by digging up the dirt and new grass they put over Saturday’s hole.

I’ll give that a day or two before revisiting.

Bet I can grab that entire piece of sod and get all the way around to the other side of the yard before they can catch me. (Will trade for cheese!)

Been thinking about what you said about making myself useful to the Realm.

Squirrels are beginning to think twice about jumping on the bird feeder.

The earthworm underground movement is being closely monitored.

What I really want is to be the “RC-in-training”.

RC could be “Resident Canine” as well as “Resident Cat”?

RC Cat could mentor me.

What a great team! We could have matching T-shirts or collars or something.

What do you think?

Think I’ll go locate a sunny window and practice staring out of it.

Or maybe check for that squirrel again

Paws forever!

Molly

(Read more by clicking “German Shepherd’ or “RC Cat” in the sidebar)

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23 Comments

  1. Carrie Rubin / Apr 16 2013 12:36 am

    “Explosions. Tragedy. I cannot help shivering.”—Me, either. Such a tragedy today in Boston. Always makes everything else seem so unimportant, doesn’t it?

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  2. jmmcdowell / Apr 16 2013 1:11 am

    Days like today further diminish what little hope I have for the survival of humanity. Of course, it’s always a day like today somewhere in the world. What is wrong with people?

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    • philosophermouseofthehedge / Apr 16 2013 1:38 am

      Two steps forward, one and a half back. Another rough shift. It’s a puzzlement. THanks for pondering along

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  3. SingingTuna / Apr 16 2013 1:18 am

    Oh, tears. Humanity isn’t humane, so often.
    This is such a poignant piece. Shivers and hugs and sighs for peace.

    (If you need a brief respite, I just posted a video of a sleeping kitten being hugged by its Mom)

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    • philosophermouseofthehedge / Apr 16 2013 1:41 am

      Today certainly took a turn. Think I will take you up on that kitten ( Now where did I put the one of mother dove with a baby under each wing…) Thanks

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  4. PiedType / Apr 16 2013 2:37 am

    Good to hear from the canines on a day when their presence is especially comforting.

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    • philosophermouseofthehedge / Apr 16 2013 1:01 pm

      It’s good to have friends. Everyone was checking in with others yesterday. A reminder of the uncertainty of life. Thanks
      (And a big woof of support for all active duty dogs and their handlers who were there immediately and are still working the buildings and streets.)

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  5. EllaDee / Apr 16 2013 6:09 am

    You can look at the world as imperfect and blow people up, achieving I have no idea what other than carnage and grief, or you can look at it as imperfectly perfect and find magic in cherry blossoms and yoghurt, cheese, squirrels, earthworms, dirt, sunny windows, walks and understudying Royalty… so many wonderful things.

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    • philosophermouseofthehedge / Apr 16 2013 1:03 pm

      How lucky we have the young who still can see the wonder. That allows us to continue the journey.
      Thanks for stating it perfectly.

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  6. aFrankAngle / Apr 16 2013 11:14 am

    You’ve written wonderful words but the cloud of the events .. and even with sprinkles of needed humor!

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    • philosophermouseofthehedge / Apr 16 2013 1:06 pm

      The darkest days make the light that much brighter. Thanks for looking through the clouds. Hope the sun shines today

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  7. BuddhaKat / Apr 16 2013 4:23 pm

    You have such the skill to bring grace and class to times of horribleness and outrage. I commend you for recognizing all first responders. The sun will shine again… always, this too shall pass…

    🙂

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    • philosophermouseofthehedge / Apr 16 2013 5:58 pm

      Without the dark, the light would not shine so brightly. Birds return to song. Flowers push aside wildfire ash. May this terror not scar the young with bitterness and fear, but gently prod them to climb higher. Thanks for the kind words

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  8. dayphoto / Apr 16 2013 4:38 pm

    I’m so glad you stopped by my blog! Your bring grace to this horrible time…I so agree with BuddhaKat!

    Linda
    http://coloradofarmlife.wordpress.com

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  9. Kourtney Heintz / Apr 18 2013 4:42 pm

    Despite the sadness of today, I appreciate how you remind us that daily life will continue. And I love how the dog walks the human. LOL. Precious perspective!

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  10. jannatwrites / Apr 18 2013 8:24 pm

    I like the dogs’ perspective on the happenings in our world. The idea of them giving howling lessons did crack me up. Like we could ever howl as well as a dog could, anyway!

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  11. roughseasinthemed / Apr 18 2013 9:00 pm

    That first part reminded me of the Omega man film (the first version with Charlton Heston). Such tragedy.

    But then, the lovely Molly brought a smile back to our faces. We met a 16-year-old dog tonight on our walk, how lovely to sniff noses with such an old girl. Although she wasn’t that interested in poor old Pippa, something to do with old age we suspected. He was disappointed.

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    • philosophermouseofthehedge / Apr 19 2013 12:15 am

      Omega Man – I loved that version! How eerie, it was a little similar. It was a surreal day
      Poor Pippa (must catch up with his blog). We usually encounter a very very old 15 yr old German Shepherd toddling along. Her owner is German and speaks little English, but we stop to chat…the old gal will lock her legs and refuse to budge when she sees Molly – no way is there going to be any recognition…Molly is totally crushed and drops down and attempts to crawl forward to greet. But no. Head turn. Shunned Sigh. At least she gets a human pat.
      Thanks for adding a woof!

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