walk in the woods notophthalmus viridescens Tilly is all about walking it down slow, saving energy, not breaking a sweat, securing the chow. Eva is Thunderpaws, ten strides to every step Matilda takes. Eva runs the high road, the low road and encircles the enemy, simultaneously. The dogs have opposite approaches but remain best friends. While Tilly was focused on food and Eva ran overwatch a red eft crossed our path unmolested.
walking in the woods Matilda, Robin, Eva. Memory walk. If you turn over enough stones you will find something somewhere. https://www.billemory.com/dillard/dillard.html
Heaven People rarely come back to share the details of heaven so I imagine my own. Family and all the old dogs. Walking to the ocean, birdsong, psithurism, dappled light, pathways, conversation, quiet, waves. All of that.
Medicoes The dog was never far. See dog nose. RHS 37 years ago I’d model helplessness for E & H. They’d carry me in the pool, pick me up when I fell down. Diagnose me with their tricorders. It was role reversal practice, prepping for having healthcare power of attorney. Skills for the 21st Century. Now.
Puppydom The young Matilda Tilly had a UTI, I had sciatica. Both of us on the floor at the veterinary hospital. This was five years ago, better now.
Privacy Privacy is good to practice. Conditions in societies without privacy don’t appeal. An exception to the joys of privacy occurs when incapacitated. In a closed room with no windows. Unable to move. God knows you are there. Dog knows you are there. But neither watchmaker God nor dog have the skill set required to fix your fall. Hug the concrete.
the best teacher Line taught them how to move on four legs. How to crawl the gravel without discomfort. Dog mind god mind, good mind.