Picaresque

Picaresque is the adjective to describe writings about a common or low character who survives the pitfalls of life through luck or good fortune. My travels, interests, my animals, my photographs, my wonderful friends and family are featured.

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Location: Arapahoe, Wyoming, United States

(Note: Blogs read from bottom to top; scroll down for beginnings, scroll up for most current.) After 30 years in public administration and four degrees, as well as numerous workshops with luminaries in Education and Public Policy, life in a slower lane became a goal. Most recently I have done policy writing and consulting for the Northern Arapaho and Eastern Shoshone Tribes. Mostly, I am just coasting slowly and gently downhill these days-seeking joy where I can find it before the glorious ride ends.

Monday, May 05, 2008

Honey of a Day

Her highness had her first visit to the Vet for puppy shots and a heart listen. She got some fur trimmed and might have a mild case of puppy vaginitis that should clear up with the worm medicine. She was a very good girl through the whole thing. Earned herself a chicken tender-Buster too.

I was invited to lunch at Sue's, billed as leftover ham sandwiches, but that somehow morphed into ham, scalloped potatoes, gelatin salad, home-made rolls and cake and strawberries. No way to work on a spare tire but a very delicious way to fall off the wagon. I was late due to errands and the shots and the need for gas-at the Casino-about ten cents cheaper per gallon than town and a free 32 oz. drink with purchase of 8 gallons or more.

As you can see my socialization play sessions have yielded a pretty good result. The kids are playing and even slept touching!
They are learning each other's style. Buster is toning down his growling and Honey is learning when to back off a little. She is enthusiastic.
Buster is learning his new command "No humping." Though he is fixed, there is a vestigial impulse or maybe it is a dominance thing. Not exactly the sort of decoration one wants on the lawn. He is doing pretty well. The vet suggested I change his food because I asked about his licking and the fact that his "tickle spot" is now pretty much him.
May 5, 1912 my mother was born in Kemmerer, WY, one of the choicest of the world. I took "May Baskets" to the Saturday party for that was one of the many little joyous things she taught me. A host of happy memories.
Memory Hook: More than 10,000 people were killed by a Cyclone (hurricane) in Burma yesterday. First Lady Laura Bush took to the airwaves today to criticize the government of Burma for not being prepared and not warning people ahead of time.
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