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dead things

i heard about a dead whale while my people were watching television.

apparently, no one wants to take it away and it is near some houses and very stinky. wish i knew where it was and how to get there.

see i love stuff like this.

a few years ago, my people took me for a ride to a beach below half moon bay. i still remember it like it was last week. they were looking for rocks for a fountain and i was just looking for interesting stuff. i was a few yards away and went to check out a very intriguing smell behind some big rocks.

it was awesome. i think this seal had been dead at least 10 days. it smelled great and looked like fun. so, i rubbed my back on it first. then, i just kind of laid on it ,on my back, as best i could and rolled around. and then i rolled around some more.

and then my people found me. i don’t think they appreciated dead things the way i do.

they freaked out and took me to the water and tried to rinse me and rub sand on my coat. but i was too good at this and they couldn’t get that smell off me.

so they made me leave in a big hurry, with towels all over the back seat. but i got to ride home - almost an hour and a half - fast with all of the windows open.

oh yeah.

so many names

i have a lot of nicknames.

not sure how soon it began, but i think it was within a few days after my arrival. i was only 8 weeks old then and just learning my dog manners. i had barely gotten used to hearing my name and the nicknames began.

kita b., squid lips, hannan b, greasy, hannan bereford greasy, egbert greasy, effort greasy, tucie [cutie - pronounced tooky] and it just goes on.

now, more than 10 years later, they use any of these names and new ones at a moments notice to get my attention. sometimes i have to think about my real name for a minute when they use it. people that meet me in the park and have no idea what they are calling me. one time someone thought my name was edith and another time it was peter.

oh yeah. my people thought this was funny and called me those names too.

i am glad that people like to have fun. i just wish some of the names weren’t so dorky and that they wouldn’t use them in public.

girard shepherdu, dirgy, james a. double r. tucie, james a., fozzberrie, sweet pea, tufty, little h.b., tucie robes, little robespierre . . .

aw, man.

jazz and dogs

my people always like to say ‘people and dogs - they go together.’

well let me tell you, jazz and dogs - we go together. it has taken my people a while to realize it, but i love jazz. it is fun, contemplative and entertains my brain. just wished they had realized it sooner

when my people are working, they like to listen to electronica and chill. that’s okay, i don’t dislike it, or reggae either. but when they listen to jazz, it makes me happy like no other music.

i like to lie in my bagel bed between the speakers and roll over on my back. then i just soak it all in.

fusion, beboop, standards - it’s all good.

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