Walking With Zeke excerpt

By on 2010 03 29 at 12:45:48 pm

Apropos of not much other than that the trickle of sales of my book Walking With Zeke has slowed a bit, here’s a piece of said book. Like what you see? You can buy it here.  Have a copy already? Tell a friend, write a review on Walking With Zeke‘s Amazon page, and/or become a fan of Walking With Zeke on Facebook (and invite likely friends to do so as well). Thank you.

Pinole’s fireworks display went on as scheduled last night, with amateur help from a few local teenagers. We watched a few minutes from our front yard, the large bursts clear and brilliant not a mile away over the bay. And Zeke slept through it. He did wake for one large blast, an M-80 or something of similar kilotonnage set off a block away. And so we went through a few minutes of our usual 7/4 evening routine - the trembling, the pawing at our legs when our reassuring affection slackened, the nose stuck into various conjunctions of ramified body parts. Then he relaxed, breathing heavily for a few more minutes, and then fell back asleep while Beirut Lite still raged outside. I have been taking his loss of hearing rather harder than he has, what with its Deeper Meaning of Things Impending and all. There are certain things that are inevitable with a 12-year-old dog. But that’s some silver lining: being able to trade ten hours of terror for half an hour of moderate fear and 9.5 of boredom in front of the television. We still have mornings. Zeke is still his old puppy self for about an hour each day, clear and brilliant bursts of doggy energy expending themselves in our backyard, chasing imaginary rabbits and bristling back hair against marauding squirrels. We still have our walks each day, and he still strains against the leash when a cat hoves into view. Here and now, boy; here and now.

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2 comments on "Walking With Zeke excerpt"
  1. Bill's Gravatar, get your own at gravatar.com

    Love this.  Good writing. Brings back memories of some of my best friends.  Thanks for sharing this.

    Bill

  2. Ellen's Gravatar, get your own at gravatar.com

    I just finished reading Walking with Zeke, and I’ll go back and read it again since we too have an aging shepherd that is integral to our life. It is amazing how dogs especially are such important parts of even the smallest events in our life, as well as the big stuff. Aria - our 12-year—was also terribly afraid of loud noises. She would search out the darkest corners of our house to hide from fireworks and thunder. Now that she has lost some hearing she does not notice those things. That is a nice change. We cherish each day with her. Thanks for caring so much for Zeke and writing about your wanderings with him.

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