Category Archives: The Morning Zoo

Eighteen Again

Buddy holds his back legs in close but his feet point out at an awkward angle as he stumbled toward the front door. His legs are failing him more often these days. He keeps plodding along though it is obvious the painful awareness of his aging body troubles him. “I’ll never again turn the young…

I Want To Be A Dog

We spend our entire lives making decisions, some of them right and many of them wrong. Truth be told, we spend a great deal of our lives deciding who or what we want to be. After many years of serious consideration I’ve decided I want to be a dog. I think. A dog goes to…

When The Monsters Come

Our house has a crawl space under it instead of a basement. We wanted a basement but could not afford it. Anyway, the shallow dirt crawl space is sometimes home to critters. We are not fond of that arrangement but there is little we can do about it, living in the country and all. A…

From My Journal

December 16: I hear their voices. I hear them talk to me when they’re dying and when they’re dead. Ruger told me, “I had fun. Tell them to have fun. Tell them I’m sorry that I didn’t get a chance to say goodbye.” Duchess would not cross over. She wouldn’t leave Joy until I promised…

Buddy’s Redeeming Quality

Everyone and everything must have a redeeming quality, a quality that justifies their existence. I don’t like bugs but they have a redeeming quality. So does fungus and forest fires. If you removed bugs and fungus and forest fires from the world, bad things would happen. Buddy has redeeming qualities that you cannot put into…

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