RELAXED AND FORWARD: Since 2010, an archive of weekly horse training essays. My dogs say it's their turn now. Happy to oblige, it's all affirmative. Including words from a gray mare on the fine art of aging cantankerously.
Requiem for an Old Truck
req·ui·em/ˈrekwēəm/noun 1.(especially in the Roman Catholic Church) a Mass for the repose of the souls of the dead. There is...
Things My Dogs Don’t Care About.
I'm the kind of person who has big dogs. I always have been, not that my dogs care. I have...
Calming Signals: Sleeping with a Reactive Dog
I don't mind bragging; I've slept with some very fine dogs in the course of my long and...
Calming Signals and Preacher Man: Still “Reactive” After All These Years
Bear with me, please. I miss my dogs, one in particular. I'm in Dunedin, and he's 12,620 km away. It...
Photo & Poem: Corgi Moon
The prairie rings with strange voices, this Wolf Moon is owned by coyotes, less visible by day in dry winter...
Jack the Dog: Calming Signals and Anthropomorphism
Maybe there's a rule that if you have dogs long enough, you eventually end up with a terrier even if...
Photo & Poem: Calendar
Tufting the Corgi Do I need a sweater? The evening air has cooled thinner, the time on the clock doesn’t...
Photo Challenge and Poem: (Her) Favorite Place
There was a message on my phone. My dog was ready to come home, they said. It was just...
Photo Challenge & Poem: (bitter)Sweet
Volcanic walls hedge the black-silver sand all the way to the sea's edge. Waves clap the shore, misty clouds rising...
Sleeping With The Wrong Dog
Warning: This is not an upbeat rescue story. It's a sad story with a sad ending. Proceed with caution. Or...
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