Carpe K-9

On dogs, training, trees, nature, the art of the everyday, death, literature, reveling in the absurd, and seizing the day, the night (including twilight and dusk, respectively), and the moments of which they are made.

Saturday, March 27, 2010

Into the Canopy

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I am fascinated by trees. The larger and more gnarled they are, the better. One of the reasons I like winter is because of how bare branches...
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Wednesday, March 24, 2010

Ad Absurdum: How Much Do We Hate the Gubmint?

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Whatever your thoughts on the healthcare bill passage, you gotta admit it has brought the crazy out in more than a few people. Where is the ...
Saturday, March 13, 2010

A Fresh Start

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So you’ve brought your new canine adoptee home after much soul-searching and a long choice process. He was waiting in the shelter for a long...
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Tuesday, March 9, 2010

Retaining That Dear Perfection

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It appears that originality has gone out the window when it comes to pet names. I, for one, am greatly saddened by its demise. Your child ma...
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Monday, March 8, 2010

From Rosettes to Ruin

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Terrierman Patrick Burns has a lot to say. I read his blog on a regular basis, and he doesn't shy away from hot doggy topics. Because I...
Thursday, March 4, 2010

Sine qua non

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“If your actions inspire others to dream more, learn more, do more and become more, you are a leader.” ~John Quincy Adams Dog...
Tuesday, March 2, 2010

Memento Mori

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I am a sucker for interesting statuary, especially cemetery statuary. The photo behind my blog title (shown at left from the front) is of a...
Monday, March 1, 2010

All That Retrospection

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I guess blogging is the last (first) resort of the stifled writer. I tend to be long-winded in my missives, so maybe I'll learn from som...
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Mailey E. McLaughlin, M.Ed.
"It joined them at breakfast, and presently ate/ All the syrup and toast, and part of a plate." I help dogs with people problems as The Pooch Professor in Atlanta, GA. I also climb trees, read too much, shoot loud guns at pieces of paper, get lost in my own head, laugh at my own jokes, ask a lot of questions, perform weddings and funerals, and ramble. Critical thinking is my jam. I'm a militant agnostic: I don't know, and you don't either. "Every Sunday it brooded and lay on the floor/ Inconveniently close to the drawing-room door."
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