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Dog Park Picture Praise Post.

I never grew up with pets (aside from a black fish that we named ‘Blackie’ whom died during a convenient Fish ‘n’ Chips meal, not even joking – I wish I was).  Getting Lily was somewhat of a spur of the moment event in our lives.  I remember we decided on a Wednesday we were going to be getting her, and we got her on a Sunday.  Wednesday, Thursday, Friday and Saturday were spent scouring the Internet for tips on welcoming a new puppy into the home, how to crate train puppies, and what kind of food our dog should be eating.  Sunday, we cleaned the house so it was spic and span for our new member of the family, and by cleaned I do indeed also mean puppy proofed.
Looking back, I knew next to nothing about raising a dog.  I wasn’t quite sure how to enforce rules, even though when we got her she was under 2 lbs.  After we got Lily, I read 3 Cesar Millan books, following every word of his like he was royalty, or some spiritual being.  I’ve learned tons about dog psychology – but I still feel like I know nothing.  It’s a huge topic and I am constantly craving to know more.  For somebody who is so into how human beings work and develop relationships, it doesn’t really come as any sort of surprise that I feel the same way about our next best friends – the trusty and ever so loyal canines.

The bond between human and dog is obviously a profound one.  How many people grew up with dogs and went on to be dog owners themselves?  It’s incredible.  I never understood this bond either until we got Lily.  At first, I think I likely made a tiny mistake of humanizing her into my “cute little baby.”  But really, with that face, that’s one of the hardest things.  EVER.  The most fascinating thing to me is the amount of trust she placed in us and us in her.  It’s amazing to be at the dog park or somewhere new to her, and have her come bolting up to us and gently take her place behind us, her confident pack leaders.  She knows where to seek comfort, she knows where to seek shelter, and she knows where to seek food – the basics for survival.  This to me is incredible and so very, very beautiful.

In reading Cesar (and various other articles in regards to dog training, dog psychology, energies) I can respect this bond so much more when I allow myself to treat her as a dog and not as the “cute little baby.”  Deep down she may be that “cute little baby” (c’mon – let’s face it) but in order for her to feel comfortable, confident, and respect us as her pack leaders, we can’t treat her as one.  It’s been very beneficial for Kyle, Lily and I to realize this, and to live our lives accordingly.  It has only increased and intensified the bond that we all have, and helped to further build the trust upon which our relationship was created.

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January 14, 2010 at 10:01 pm 3 comments

connecting.

On January 1, 2010, I started a very thorough, detailed journal.  I have been noting when I go to bed, when I wake up, what foods I eat, a brief outline of what I did that day, and a longer blurb about my overall moods (physical, mental, spiritual, emotional) experienced that day.  I will also be charting when the new moon/full moon occurs and when the first day of my menstrual cycle is.  I want to attempt to recognize solid patterns – the patterns that make up my whole entire being.  I want to see at what point in the month am I intellectually the sharpest.  I want to understand which foods affect my gut-rot.  I want to know when my creativity and spirituality is being thoroughly nurtured and fueled.  I already am quite aware of my menstrual cycle but I want to be able to understand how it is interconnected with every other part of my being and with the lunar cycle as well.  At this point it’s fairly trial and error – I’m seeing what works for me.  In a month I may think this is stupid and abandon all pen and paper activities related to thorough journaling.  Or, the better option of the two, I will realize how beneficial this is to me and my relationships with others.  I kind of have this thing where I suck at sticking to habits, and I know that’s because I lack motivation after something becomes “boring” – it’s similar to why I cannot watch stand-up comedy and why shiny squishy things are sometimes EXTREMELY interesting.

And on that note, with my whole new journaling endeavours as well as my renewed commitment to this blog, I have decided that this is connected to my journal which is connected to me.  And so photos and words it is.

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January 12, 2010 at 9:10 pm Leave a comment

disgusting aftermath of the year 2000.

PS: I felt like absolute garbage after eating this.  I now a) understand why Taco Bell is dirt-cheap b) am extremely confused on what the big hype around Taco Bell is all about and c) can say with confidence that I have eaten what I would like to refer to as mystery meat.  That is all.

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January 10, 2010 at 10:34 pm 1 comment

viva.

35 mm photo 6 030

June 16, 2009 at 9:49 pm Leave a comment

strawberries.

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May 13, 2009 at 9:52 pm Leave a comment


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