Wednesday, May 18, 2016

Buddha will be 10 on May 22

I had a dream last night that I had helium balloons for Buddha's birthday party. And there must have been 50 dogs in my house, a large number of them Jack Russell Terriers.

No balloons. I've bought him a new collar and I'm going to pick him up some second-hand stuffed animals to vivisect on the day. He goes for the eyes first, except if they have clothing, and then he rips the clothing off first. I enjoy watching him make eye contact with the stuffed animal (Are you eyeballing me?) and then reducing Winnie or whatever to shreds. There will be no beef bones that day or ever again (not after the last one disagreed with him and I had to bleach the floors).

I think instead of buying him a fancy decorated dog cookie, I will fry him up a hamburger.

At 10, he will be the oldest dog I've ever owned. I usually like bigger dogs. In recent years, the average lifespan of big dogs has increased. But mine have been rescues with dodgy upbringings and nutrition, so no records there.

But Buddha has had good food since he was 8 weeks old, and possibly before, too. He certainly was the picture of health when I got him at 8 weeks. No signs of neglect or abuse.

A lot has happened in the last 10 years, some of it bad. Buddha has been a constant.

Saturday, May 14, 2016

Saw a Baltimore Oriole

I've always wanted to see one. They figured in some book I read as a child. They're migrating though right now, according to the naturalist notes posted at the Oakdale Trail. I didn't see one on the walk with Buddha this morning, but it was a very short walk due to knee pain. Tonight I had just said to the neighbor, Patti, that I had always wanted to see a Baltimore Oriole. She said, They sometimes show up in our woods here, and gestured toward the woods in general. A flash of color caught my eye at that moment and a Baltimore Oriole flew on to a branch of one of the taller trees, then on to another. Beautiful color!

Friday, April 8, 2016