Doc Holliday is putting in his two cents. Bark, bark, bark and his trademark “Oh my gosh, I really want a little squirrel nibble” whine as he looks out the window at the front yard. The barks are ear shattering and a little bit earth shattering in their magnitude but I choose not to join in with my own kind of barking. Let him bark, I say.
It’s appropriate that he’s getting a say in the inception of this blog; his furry face will be one of the stars. Other critters will have recurrent roles: my big dog, Danny, who passed in May of 2011, my big horse, Sylas, who’s snazzing up winter-brown pastures as I write, and the various dogs, cats, and horses I have the pleasure of knowing.
This blog will be about animals, and about loving them, and about the humans that love them. Sometimes it will be about the bad people that hate them and do bad things to them and how much I want them to disappear. Sometimes it will be about the problems that inevitably come up when critters and humans make their homes together.
Mostly it will be about relationships-those with animals and those with humans. We all have them and often they are messy and difficult and painful, but necessary. Maybe my musings and struggles and epiphanies will inspire someone, or help someone, or maybe just entertain for a minute. I’ve loved and lost and found and saw and seen much that will be of importance to someone, somewhere, in some time and some way.
Regardless of why you are here, welcome, and I hope you will find something meaningful to take away.
Long live the big dogs,