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Tuesday, March 10, 2009
Thursday, February 19, 2009
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Wednesday, February 11, 2009
Miss Lucy Ross
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One of the first dogs I walked when I started working for the UH is Miss Lucy Ross - The sweetest Golden you've ever met. Me and Lucy have adventures all over Boston, throughout the South end, Back Bay, and all the way up through Kenmore Square on nice days. At times I would attempt to "sneak" Lucy into area businesses, often times halted at the door with "I'm sorry, service dogs only, sir", to which I would reply - "She's my self-esteem dog!" No one had taken the bate on that one yet, but we'll keep trying. Lucy is completely food-driven (who isn't?), and we have a ritual on Fridays which I call "Treat day". Lucy has been known to share all sorts of people food with me on Fridays because it's Treat day. Sometimes she'll join me for a (shhh!) cheeseburger at Wendy's or Burger King on Boylston, or sometimes it's sharing a slice of Pumpkin Loaf from Starbucks on Tremont, and we've even been known to devour a bag of Cape Cod Potato Chips from any of the convenience stores around town. I know that she would probably like dog-treats just as much but you just can't help it with Lucy - she's like a person. It's nice having companionship with such a wonderful animal, and at times I truly feel like she is my dog. I love her! Lucy will be welcoming a new baby sister/brother in April, and I have no doubt that she will be a terrific role model for her/him. It's nice to have an older sibling to take care of you.
Thursday, January 29, 2009
Wednesday, January 28, 2009
bored of homework
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Oh yonder catch that flash of black mellow
Brown eyed trot of running crescendo
Catch the stick when thrown afar
then mark the yard you Labrador!
A big shaggy coat of burnt sienna
light as feather and fast as weather
Nips at strangers but plays together
Say Hello you golden retriever!
Behold Watson of those spots
From Scottish yard with lanky trot
can sniff a micron of games delight
From ten mile away with his sight!
Ahoy great poodle curls delight
Get all the fine girls into a fright
with funky boots of euro flair
and all that time to do you hair!
Tuesday, January 27, 2009
Da-Baby
Friday, January 23, 2009
A Spring Tease
Have a wonderful weekend!
Thursday, January 22, 2009
Oh Cooper....
Ever just feel like you need to lie down. It doesn't matter where, it could be on a sofa, or on a cozy, plush rug, or a snowbank. That's how Cooper feels all the time. This is Cooper. If ever there was inspiration for the Jim Hensen Creature Shop, it's Coop. He's a big 8-or-so month old Bernese mix. You can find him several times a day at Corridor Park running with all of his friends... or by himself. Cooper is still learning that he can't charge and tackle every dog he meets... boundaries. He's an absolute mush of a dog though, so please say hello if you ever see him.
Wednesday, January 21, 2009
Monday, January 19, 2009
Sunday, January 18, 2009
Snowy Day in the City
Thursday, January 15, 2009
Oh Chappy
Wednesday, January 14, 2009
Meet Marley...
Last week we welcomed a new pup into the Urban Hound family. Marley is an adorable Puggle with a face that almost screams Basset Hound. He has big ears and a bunch of extra skin wrinkled up on his face. He's awfully cute and quite precocious in the snow. Today he chased a few squirrels, stared down an alley cat, and literally slipped onto his back on the ice in his neighborhood.
If you see Marley's unmistakable face out there, be sure to say hello.
Tuesday, January 13, 2009
Another Winter Day
Well, another chilly day in the South End! Yay for January! I am hoping the weather forecast is not accurate for the next few days and the wind chill is not really going to be 20 below. Brrr. Bundle up, Urban Hounds! And if you have the Mushers Wax for the dogs pads, please leave it out! It is going to be tough walking for the next few days!
Friday, January 9, 2009
1. Don't ask me if I know Cesar Milan. Yes, I have seen the Dog Whisperer... once a long time ago, a friend talked me into watching it, I didn't really care for it. Be the pack leader, yes yes, all that. No I cannot speak to the dogs or tell you whether they prefer chicken or beef. The only thing a dog would tell me if I could speak to it would be to run faster, throw the stick more often, or wonder why he is not walked by this unknown master of the walking experience.
2. If you want me to stop on the street so that you can say hello to a pack of dogs, which is totally awesome if you are into dogs, do not run at the pack making clicking and whistling noises, don't even do that in passing. This confuses the dogs, gets their proverbial dog panties in a twist, and generally creates so much disorder that wrangling the dogs actually becomes a job. If you want me to stop this traveling petting zoo, stop where you are, get my attention and wait where you are standing, Ill come to you if I think you are worth stopping for, and barring a outwardly friendly appearance or scandalously revealing attire, this mobile poop factory probably will not stop.
3. If I have to discipline a dog, which sometimes has to happen, do not get on my case or I will discipline you. You are not Mother Theresa, and this pack of domesticated wild animals is not your responsibility, so don't look at me like I am Jack the Ripper for giving a good tug on a choke chain for bad behavior. (PS. I do love the dogs, and no injury is sustained.)
4. I am dog walker, no I am not homeless, thanks for the tip though.
Well thats it, hopefully now the world can live in harmonious balance. If we all work together, and follow these simple maxims, mankind just be able to rise above his animal nature and adopt some reasonable standard of civility.
Sunday, January 4, 2009
Hello!
Saturday, January 3, 2009
Test Spin on the Blog
Catching the eye of a particularly hardy person or homeless vagabond who is invigorated as much as I am with the falling torrents is a chance for celebration. I love the drama of weather, the excitement of being caught out of doors, the dogs and I valiantly trudging on like Shackleton and his crew, the horizontal whipping of sleet stinging the eyes, what joy! The dogs especially seem to really get into the energy, the cold kicking up some basic evolutionary tick, long neglected but not forgotten under designer dog raincoats.
I have to admit I love the rain
It’s the one thing that’s always the same
Cold, wet, driving, insane!
Big wet bombs crashing like planes
I put on the slickers and tie up the boot
Pack in plastic all of my loot
At my face this torrent will shoot
Torrential tsunamis of all that is good
I despise the sun and all of its friends
Who conspires to make all the rains end
An open letter to God I shall send
Rip open the clouds and send thunder again!
My heart beats faster, and I start to sway
Make that raincloud charge this way
Big cold drops are welcome to stay
I dress like a shaman and carry a stick
Dance like crazy, incantations I spit
Invite a cold front to give us a lick
Call up old Zeus and summon his tricks
Dancing in the rain or splashing in puddles
Catching raindrops while galoshes do shuffle
Low pressure barometer gives me a ruffle
But only with the sun, am I in trouble
Lets drops fall, I love every one
Like children of mine, hysterical fun
Gather about me, my billion sons
And don’t stop raining till all is done.