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POSTINGS by DOUG Honey and I were buds for fourteen years......now If I can just find a human female.... Honey was abandoned by one of my construction mates. He brought several fuzzy pups to work in mesa one day and left them inside the chain link construction yard when he left for the day. Man I was pissed! He explained his reasons and said it was the best he could do ( humans jeeze). After stopping by on the weekends to feed and water said pups all but one was adopted after a few weeks. Heck it was just easier to take her home than drive from phoenix to see if she had kicked over the water dish again. She appeared to be smart and sensitive to my moods. She cuddled better than any girlfriend I had been with. I was a foreman and drove a truck so it was sort of natural to me to not leave her home alone all day. She became 'Honey' because of the way she acted and looked . So here I am -tanned and loud, pushing a crew to put in sewer and water lines in the new streets of a Marlboro homes project, and I'm being followed across the dust by a dog named honey. We did that for six years. What good feelings still reside in my heart and tear ducts. Thanks Honey, for being a pal for fourteen years. 
Honey was abandoned by one of my construction mates. He brought several fuzzy pups to work in mesa one day and left them inside the chain link construction yard when he left for the day. Man I was pissed! He explained his reasons and said it was the best he could do ( humans jeeze).
Mon, May 11, 2009 - 5:24 PM
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After stopping by on the weekends to feed and water said pups all but one was adopted after a few weeks. Heck it was just easier to take her home than drive from phoenix to see if she had kicked over the water dish again. She appeared to be smart and sensitive to my moods. She cuddled better than any girlfriend I had been with. I was a foreman and drove a truck so it was sort of natural to me to not leave her home alone all day. She became 'Honey' because of the way she acted and looked . So here I am -tanned and loud, pushing a crew to put in sewer and water lines in the new streets of a Marlboro homes project, and I'm being followed across the dust by a dog named honey. We did that for six years. What good feelings still reside in my heart and tear ducts. Thanks Honey, for being a pal for fourteen years.
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Mon, December 11, 2006 - 1:54 PM
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"Human beings are so made that the ones who do the crushing feel nothing; it is the person crushed who feels what is happening. Unless one has placed oneself on the side of the oppressed, to feel with them, one cannot understand." Author: Simone Weil 
Is it possible for me to learn presence from my dogs? Let me see-they are aware of smells...NOW; my location (not in the future but)... at the moment ; they are aware of how their paws taste...now ; they are aware of what other creatures inhabit their immediate environment. My dogs are not concerned about the future -as long as they can see me. My dogs appear to exist fully in the ...now. ,,,if anxiety is created in their day, it is attached to past experiences and if that experience does not appear to be re-happening the anxiety is expelled with a grunt as a new position on the couch is attained. My family of dogs gives real value to real things. I on the other hand (brain)am thinking about what people will see; what others will measure; how I and my whole presence on this earth will stack up. I worry and think about the next thought-is it justifiable; I worry about my next action...is it too much...too soon...too late...too...too... ...then I lift my head-put my hands in my lap-quietly I notice what and where the four spirits I live with are..... it usually brings calmness...to me...the one responsible for the evening meal; and the timing of the backyard sprinkler' and the soft brake pedal in the Toyota; and the yet to be planted seeds soaking on the kitchen counter; Look up, lift head, sight in a dog, breathe...repeat....feel that? For an instant I am doglike, all smells and sounds in my here and now...I need to practice my `DOG'....Doug
Sun, November 26, 2006 - 5:30 PM
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Yesterday JoAnne and I took Hanna Rose to visit the Vet...Hanna Rose has lumps under her jaw that are too big to ignore. This seven or eight year old dog has not been out very much,so every part of the trip was an adventure for her. Riding in the back of my auto and leaping down from the tailgate were eye wide new events in her life. It was fun to patiently wait as she processed all this new colorful information and decided just what to do about it.There were new friends to meet in the waiting room.One was a cat in a cage that hissed and 'friend ' may not be an accurate term, but the rest of the four and two legged animals were greated and sniffed and classified as ok by Hanna Rose. She was an easy patient and the vet remarked on it. Even the needle used to get deep samples created only a small notice .It will take about a week to get the test results , but we all heard enough to know lymphoma is not a good thing to have.We took the long way home and visited a new dog park,or at least what city officials label a 'dog park'. Hanna Rose had the run of the joint and in time one other dog came in to meet and play. Then back in the tailgate and off to home. Hanna is going to eat very well from now on and the humans in her life will try not to show sadness. There really is no need to be sad,it's not like it is going to help her. I intend to round up some pictures I have and give them to her human. From this reminder of the circle of life I have gained a remembered insight......LIVE...why wait......
Fri, October 27, 2006 - 9:45 AM
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