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These are some dogs in our neighbourhood.  

When the terrier was little, he sometimes snuck out from his backyard.  I would find him sniffing at the grass.  I would say hello and he would show me his way back home, wagging his tail and looking back at me.

He hasn’t done that in a long time.  I liked it when he did that.

The weimeraner goes for walks every morning with her owner.  This dog is friendly, has blue eyes and comes to sniff my hands.  She is one of the most beautiful things I’ve ever seen.

The beagle lives beside us.  She howls in happiness when she sees us.  She can hardly contain her excitement in her tiny little adorable body.

After I did this drawing, I met the dog who lives across the street at Halloween while we trick or treated.  She is tall, so very soft and calm and sweet.  

Dogs are good.

 

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I was driving home from grocery shopping with a cooked whole chicken in the back when I spotted a beautiful big black lab trotting down the sidewalk all alone.

I pulled into a driveway ahead of him and he stopped and looked at me.  When I clicked to him, he came.  His address was on his tag and I knew where to go so I had him jump into the back seat.  His nose immediately went toward the cooked chicken.

I ran to the back, opened it and moved our dinner to a safe place.

Then I took him home.  He’d got out the open side door.  The owner looked so worried.  It was nice to bring his dog home.

He had sat so patiently in the back seat.  He was a good dog.

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I bent down to say hi to my friends’ dog and it took offense to this and bit my face.

I’d been having an off day and this was the topper.  I didn’t realize I was bleeding until I stood up and my friend, a guy, told me:  You’re bleeding.

I was not so much hurt as I was startled.  The weight of the day and now this became blubbery tears and my friend – who already felt horrible – was now doubly awkward.  So then I laughed and told him:  I’m having a bad day.

I walked home and his wife (who had been in the shower) came over after a few minutes to see me.  We drank tea.  She felt horrible too.

The event makes me smile now.  My tears to his dancing around me with toilet paper and apologies.

It’s all healed now.

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51st day (and the last official day of March Break)

51st day (and the last official day of March Break)
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I see a headline about a Rottweiler puppy and its mistreatment.  I read how in the end the Human Society has to put him down.

Gandhi’s famous quote about how you can judge a society by the way it treats its animals makes me sad for all of us.

I hug my sweet cat afterward but I can’t get the puppy out of my mind.

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