Monday, March 12, 2007


The warming days and cooling nights of late winter turn the tall soft drifts to icy rock. For most of us it is a time of waiting, a time of transition. For Pirate the dog, it is a time of opportunity. You can climb the icy rock, observe the big wide world from its peak, and then, when no one is looking, you can walk over the fence. Now you are free to embrace an adventure. How long will it be before they notice you are gone? How many back alley treasures can you claim for the chewing?

They will find you soon enough, and when they do, you can waggle your cheerful tail as if to say: “What took you so long?”

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