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Its a dog’s day
Hello
If this is your first visit, welcome to Musings. Today I am musing about my furry canine friends. If you have been here before, welcome back. Over time we are going to talk about many things: the past, the present, perhaps the future, travel,
Gone to the Dogs
drawing by Heinrich Kley
I’m a dog person.
The only time I remember when I didn’t have a dog or two was the period when I went to college and the four years after. I’ve had more than one mutt, and a Collie, a Boxer, a Cocker Spaniel, two Australian Sheperds, a German Sheperd. a Samoyed, several American Staffordshire Terriers, two Norfolk Terriers, and a Terrier mix. I have probably forgotten some.
With the exception of the Cocker Spaniel I loved them all and when we lost them I was depressed for days.
Teddy
Twelve years ago we drove up to Virginia and picked up a Norfolk Terrier puppy we named Teddy. He is a grand old man now, still active but he sleeps more these days. In dog years, I reckon he is the same age as me. I sleep more these days.
He has had issues this year. Several months ago he had surgery to repair a torn ligament in his hind leg. Without the surgery he would have had the use of only three legs. It took him about eight weeks to be healed.
Just as he was getting over that he got diarrhea. He was very sick and it was questionable if he would live. You cannot imagine how bad it was. I considered just burning the house. He spent a week in the hospital, expensive little sucker.
But he is back! He is perky and doing fine.
Miley
About two years ago I saw on the internet a little female black and white puppy for which a woman was trying to find a rescue home. She was interviewing people who expressed an interest, coming to their home to see in what kind of place they lived , did it have a yard, was it fenced etc. Eventually, we were the ones she chose.
The Couple
Now we have two dogs, one 12 years old, a mature old gentleman and the other 2 and a half, a teenager. Miley bosses Teddy around and he puts up with it.
Teddy is the time keeper. At 7 in the morning he comes up on the bed (we have little stair case for him) and wakes me up. He licks my face. All over. That will do it. If I try to ignore him or hide under a pillow he keeps trying. IT IS 7AM. TIME TO GET UP!
He knows when it is 3PM. That is when he eats his dinner. About 2:30 he comes to me and sits and stares at me. I say to him “Not now. In a little bit. It’s not 3PM”.
When it is time he runs excitedly to his bowl, sometimes jumping and barking.
Miley sits about 10 feet from her bowl and calmly waits. When the food bowl is placed on the mat she will calmly, slowly walk over and, if it meets her approval, she will calmly eat. Often when she if done she walks way. If there is still food in her bowl which there often is, Teddy will rush over and gobble it up.
Miley is the one attached. If I am sitting in front of the television she jumps up and sits in my knee. It’s a recliner and when I have the lower part extended she likes to lay between my legs head toward the floor . That is her preferred position.
Wherever I sit she jumps up to sit on my leg. When I go to bed she lays curled against me. I think I am her security blanket.
If you like dogs that bark come to our house. Daily both watch through the window in my studio door the activity on the street. And there is a lot of things going on … gardeners, guys with leaf blowers, workmen, neighbors, garbage trucks, postmen, kids, delivery trucks, sightseers, people on bikes, dog walkers . . . I can go on and on. All of these illicit barking.
Miley also barks when people come to the house, especially men. It took a while for her to decide I was OK. I think she was abused as a puppy. If I scold her she gets in her dog bed and cowers until she feels safe. So when we have guests over, we put the two in my studio and close the door while people arrive. Once people are seated Miley is fine.
Have a great week.
DOG WORKS
Lancer
On a Different Note
I used to be a banker, but then I lost interest
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There is a flaw in the system
Hello
If this is your first visit, welcome to Musings. Today I am musing about fate or the flaw in the system. If you have been here before, welcome back. Over time we are going to talk about many things: the past, the present, perhaps the future, travel,
New Car
Three weeks ago I finally replaced my 2008 van.
It had been a great ride. We drove from Florida to central Mexico and back five times and up to new York and surrounds several. It hauled paintings and plants and an unimaginable variety of stuff over the years, never complaining, always dependable. In the end it had dents, a cloudy GPS screen, a broken side mirror and failing paint. But it still ran, never complaining.
It took a long time for me to let go. It was like I was forsaking an old friend. Letting go when the chaise showed age for a new shiny ride. Ah . . . well, I went ahead just the same.
I bought a new Subaru Outback, shiny, full of features and with a reputation of reliability and safety. The first house I bought cost half the price of the car.
Two days later I was rear ended . . . stopped in traffic and “BAM bam”.
The officer said, “She hit you twice didn’t she? Yeah, they hit you the first time and the momentum carries them forward and they hit you the second. Yep, That’s what happened.”
My assailant was a young woman aged 21. She had just bought her car, aged 24. They told her “It was in good shape”. Was is the key word. Not anymore.
I felt sorry for her. She looked so defeated. She claimed “the brakes failed“. The officer said, “They all say that“. The boy friend said he put brake fluid in her car that afternoon. Who knows? Fortunately she had insurance.
So now I needed to deal with the insurance company, State Farm. They were very accommodating, approving the repair, a rental car for the time the car was being repaired with a list of approved repair companies close to me . . . all in about ten minutes.
The next day I went to the approved repair garage I had selected and did the paperwork. And we ran into a problem . . . .!
The car is a new model . . . too new. The dealers don’t have replacement parts. Who knows when they will have them?
I wonder what my old van would think about this.
On A Different Note
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The piece above is a diptych and can be hung as two panels or one.
On a Different Note
I used to be a banker, but then I lost interest
Take a look at my website:
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