
Winnie and Wolf
I'm a Dachshund addict. Bed warmers, clowns, wrigglers. Flying, not running. Legs too short to reach the ground. Head to tail in motion when I come home. With them, my sleep is sound. Winnie in the back of my knees. Wolf in front of my belly. If I'm a straight line we...

Spring
Days begin to linger. The sun comes up in my bedroom window. My alarm is gobblers and hens. Gobble. Gobble. Too many to count. Soon there will be jakes and jennies. Benny and Nala call them dinner.

I never imagined
I would turn 65 in Montana. A piece of the world burns, starves, flees from what they never imagined. Come to my canyon. Live to be as old as me. No matter the cold and the snow. My porch is peace. Hidden deep and away. Peace should be easier to...

If these two could talk
They would give me the best advice. To make memories. To hold these moments in my heart. Though they may be fleeting, they are always there. Even after snow melts and the sun sets. They still give me the best advice. To breathe deep and walk slow. And to listen for...

Benny leads the way
No matter how far we go. No matter his need to leave. To patrol. He is close. Ready. By my side in a moment. Knowing the time when home is up the hill. His turn to take the lead and show the way. In case I forget.

He waits
For treats in the morning. For green grass in the spring. For me to decide if I will ride again. Or if he should move on to a better home. Where someone will ride him everyday, and horses will surround him in friendship.

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Morning shadows
from a January sun. Last week below zero. Today higher. Always higher. Quiet. Hidden from a world turning. Always turning.

They dance
In snow. To welcome the new year. Side by side in their four step. Then a tango. No matter how cold, on hind legs or rolling one on top of the other. Bonded is too simple. They are embedded, enjoined, entrenched. Immune to the elements in their artistry. I am their...

A white holiday
Yesterday it was 50 degrees. Monday it will be below zero. Today I woke up to four inches of snow, just in time for it to stay through the holidays. Drummer isn't cold. The Pyrs are dancing outside. The Dachshunds are snuggled under the covers. I am by the fire with...