Creek Running North

I got the last conversation. Bet Zeke did too. Brilliant.

Your name? Again...?

Well you can’t blame people for liking dogs more than people a lot of the time.  ;-)

=v= Oh, I’d lean towards #3 myself. After all, I haven’t seen Zeke in like three years. And what was your name again?

Just this morning, after re-reading the last Zeke post, I was thinking of the time I took him for a walk around Lake Merritt (sp?) and a little girl saw him and said happily “he must be a WOLF!”

I thought about posting something about that in comments but figured that wouldn’t make sense.

Now it does. :)

Heh. That last one rings a bell. My buddy Ranger always had more friends than I did.

heh heh heh

I am totally guilty of the last one, not with Zeke, of course, because we’ve never met, but pretty much every dog I encounter.

And speaking of such things, why have no pictures accompanied this post, hmmm?

Good Morning Chris-Zeke,

Because I’ve experienced this myself in partnership with a dog who was more to me than my right hand, I see the two of you as coordinated expressions of the same being.  You’re more than partners.  You’re the same extended soul sharing two bodies. 

In the places you love to be together, in the places that protect your shared solitude, your senses merge; you are sometimes his eyes and voice, he is the amplification of your sense of scent.  In living together you live more deeply for both of you.  In the past, he was the gleeful endless runner for your shared delight; today, your legs do most of the heavy lifting that carry both of you toward an endless horizon.

If love means anything, it means that.  And thank you for sharing so deeply and generously with us.

/ehj2

seems to me that some more typical conversations might be:  ruff ruff. rrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr ruff ruff roowf rooooooruru ru.. ruf

sometimes a person can get into trouble, talking to the dog while a human is in the room. for example:

me: i’ll miss you, little girl.
dog: (thwaps tail on floor, licks me)
girlfriend: are you going to miss me?
me: i’m only going to be gone for two days.
girlfriend: you just told your DOG you’d miss HER!!!
me: well, yeah. she’s my dog.

please tell me there’s a magic age at which one acquires tact.

Rain, that’s hilarious.

I really can’t imagine having to talk to Zeke.  All you have to do is look at his eyes and the ESP kicks in.

myself ... well if I don’t know the dog I’ll try to enquire ... and how else would I be supposed to greet it the next time? But I suppose I’d stop at the first part of the dialogues (1&2;) ... also because ...oh, we experienced all three versions ... usually
1. man
2. old lady
3. friend with a dog

people got some growling-answers sometimes, yep
... but not from the black dog ... nope! ;-)