Lambiedog

Letter from a loved one

Thomas sent the following response to my most recent post:

lambie! i think about you all the time, i can't wait to play with you when i get back to la on dec 22! by the way, i found this photo of you, lookin pretty cool...

love,
thomas

Faraway thoughts

    Here I am thinking about Thomas, who lives in New York at present.

 He's a great one for playing with me.

 

  

When he's here, that is.

    

College prep

    Senior year has not been easy for us.  Between homework, cross-country practice, and college applications, Charlie is really overloaded.

Naturally, that puts a lot of pressure on me. As a co-dependent dog, I feel that I am the one keeping it all together.

   

So I stay vigilant, but subtly so.

 Subtly, because I need to prepare Charlie to handle college without me.

         

Kerry

    Kerry and I have a special relationship.     We are both quiet individuals who enjoy getting together at the bench and observing the world.  Still waters run deep, that sort of thing.

 Sometimes Kerry brings treats to the bluffs with him.

     

And of course that's quite exciting.  But even when he forgets to bring treats, I do enjoy spending quality time together with him. 

         

    We appreciate one another.

Summer's end

            

              

Confronted again by ignorers

 

 I went out to the bluff to try to make some new conquests, but no one seemed to notice me.  

Their attention was directed elsewhere.

Finally they looked up from their selfish pursuits.

 

 Mission accomplished.
 

Under my nose

I was out and about when I spied a departing rabbit.

I stood there wishing it would come back.

The rabbit had been practically under my nose.

 

 It's so frustrating when you miss the low-hanging fruit.

 I went home and hung my head, reflecting on the difficulties of the hunt.

 
 Then I heard someone at the door.

 It was my friend Shayan.  

Shayan was dismayed to see me so upset. He remonstrated with me to get a grip and remember the many good things in my life.

Slowly, I emerged from my funk. 

    Sometimes it takes a good friend to put things in perspective.

Willy on a quest

    I was enjoying myself on a walk the other day, when I heard some commotion over at Willy's house.  I ran across the street to see what was up.      

 My friend was not looking his finest.

   It transpired that he had found a very interesting smell to pursue, at significant cost to his good grooming.

    He invited to check into the scene myself, so I did.  But frankly it was a bit too raw for me --not my sort of vibe.

 So, while Willy returned to his labors, I visited with Kim.  It occurred to me that she might give me one of her famously delicious dog treats.

She did.

A brave man

 

 The other morning I spent a while barking at a guy I met at the bluffs.

            

    He didn't seem to understand the danger that he was in.  If I had been him, I would have been scared of me.

However, this guy seemed armed with a surfeit of patience. 

    Eventually his waiting game paid off, and he disarmed even the toughest dog on the bluff.

 

    Me.

Glad to be of assistance

I was busy thinking deep thoughts

when Charlie interrupted my reverie with a math question.

....

I racked my brain until I remembered the formula he needed.

 

 I love to be helpful.