Friday, May 4, 2012

More Lame Excuses

Every excuse for not writing here sooner just seems lamer than the one I thought of earlier, so I guess I'll desist and not write any. I just haven't gotten around to it.  I'm sorry sir! No excuse sir!! I won't let it happen again, sir! There, now that I've said that, I can get on with the good stuff.

First some really good news. We have a new puppy, Walker, named for my mother-in-law. It was her maiden name. It also seemed appropriate since he and I will be walking a lot together. He's a Goldendoodle, a cross between a Golden Retriever and a Standard Poodle, for those of you who have never heard of one. Here's a picture of Walker inside by himself.

Kathy think's his face looks like a lion, and I guess it does. Here he is with his now sister, Principessa, the Bichon. You can see that he's just slightly smaller now.

 Principessa isn't thrilled at this point because, after all, she's a princess and shouldn't have to put up with a commoner sharing her space and humans. She's tried to establish dominance over Walker, but he has so much energy she just waits until he falls asleep after playing so hard and then rules her domain again. Here she is asserting her right to be the one sitting on Kathy's lap. Note that Walker is asleep.

Here's this morning's haiku. It might be a bit fuzzy as I spent a bit of time during the night taking dogs out into the night to do their business and trying to get Walker to go to sleep rather than walk all over the bed. Yes, he's allowed on the bed. I put a box by the bed to have him sleep in, but the noise of his whining and crying would have kept neighbors on all sides awake, so we invited him to share the bed with the princess.

My next post will be about the poetry workshop I'm currently taking, the haiku workshop I just finished, and the WyoPoets workshop in Casper this past weekend.

Speaking of haiku, here's one I wrote this morning when I brought Walker down to my bathroom while I was shaving because he was howling at being left alone in the kitchen.

our puppy Walker
sits and watches as I shave — 
eyes full of wonder