Monthly Archive:: January 2014
Thank You For Shopping
So I’ve committed to adopting a rescue dog I spotted on the Internet – a six-month-old, seven pound Chihuahua/Terrier mix (temporarily) named Bubbles, and I’m looking at the shopping list I’ve made – crate, bowls, lead, bed — things I’m certain we’re going to need. I have another list of questions to ask friends
Category: Dog
The Name Game
It’s been years since I’ve trained a dog and I long ago gave away my dog training books – my “Monks of New Skete” and the Barbara Woodhouse “No Bad Dogs.” The truth is that I didn’t train my previous dogs out of a book – it was an organic, instinctive process that I’m sure
Category: Dog
This Is It
Richard and I aren’t traveling as much for work these days, and we’ve recently observed how easily friends with small dogs are able to travel with theirs – even bringing them, unnoticed, into restaurants or hotels, inside a piece of luggage. And though I think of myself as a “big dog” guy, the idea of
Category: Dog
Dirtwater Dogs
The first dogs I remember belonged to our next-door neighbors, George and Maria Pflug, immigrants from Germany who spoke accented English and who kept pigeons and rabbits in coops and hutches in their lush, green backyard. “Hansie unt Gretchen” were their dachshunds — one black and the other was red — and I remember
Category: Dog
My Imaginary Friend
I’m thinking about dogs. Actually, I’m thinking about a specific, imaginary dog. Not too big, but not too small. Doesn’t bark too much. Likes to take walks, but also likes to snooze beside me on the chair while I read. And I read a lot. This imaginary dog doesn’t shed much, it doesn’t chew shoes
Category: Dog