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, December 4, 2010

The Space Between the Notes

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Most dog owners are pretty familiar with how to meet a dog’s basic needs. These include quality food, fresh water, proper shelter, proper gr...
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Monday, October 11, 2010

Show Me

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Last weekend I attended a dog training seminar/workshop with my two favorite dog professionals, Sarah Wilson and Brian Kilcommons . Titled ...
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Sunday, August 8, 2010

Cogitate on it

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How do you gestate? There are many ways to do it. And there are many reasons to do it. Eric Booth, in his book The Everyday Work of Art , de...
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Tuesday, August 3, 2010

What are you laughing at?

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If you had told me 10 years ago I'd own Chihuahuas, I'd have laughed at you. I now own 3, plus 2 other small mutts. All are shelter ...
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Monday, July 26, 2010

A Letter to My Father

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Dear Dad, I wanted to write you because it's been a long time since I had, and because you like getting letters, and because I like writ...
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Monday, July 19, 2010

Should I Get My Dog A Dog?

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There is a tongue-in-cheek suggestion often given to Women Who Do Too Much (you know, the ones ferrying the kids everywhere, planning meals,...
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Saturday, June 19, 2010

We have met the enemy, and He is Us

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The young dog was gaunt, but I knew he’d been fed on a regular basis. Now, in our care, he ate warily but readily, as long as the food was l...
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Monday, June 14, 2010

"Uttering joyous leaves of dark green"

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All my life I've been fascinated by trees. I grew up in what the U.S.D.A. Forest Service calls the Blue Ridge area of the Central Hardw...
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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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