He was called Roo — as in Winnie-the-Pooh’s friend from the Hundred Acre Wood. While it was cute, it did not seem a good fit for such a strong, muscular young pup. Naming a new family member is always a little daunting. In addition, Alex was born deaf. For some reason I think that contributed to doing more than my usual amount of overthinking. For example, although I could call him Herbie today and Winston next week, this little dog needed a name to suit his…
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Hey Human — Isn’t It Time to Fly Now?
Humans don’t fly, right? Sure they do. Who remembers learning how to ride a bike? Didn’t it feel like flying? All of a sudden, we were able to move at a formerly incomprehensible speed, leaving ordinarily life a dot disappearing in our wake. These days, biking is more like a cruise through nearby neighborhoods at a speed that lets me notice. And today’s ride was literally for the birds. Moving the bike from the garage was halted by the presence of a hawk on the wire.…
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Laughing Baby, Grandma and A Guilty Pleasure
Laughing baby videos are one of this blogger's guilty pleasures -- even when I haven't been editing all day. But when I feel like I've been chained to my desk all day, they give my attitude AND my energy a must needed boost.
