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The Dog Grapevine – Chapter 10 Extract
Kahu asks if I would like to go to his favorite vegan restaurant Living Greens for supper. My tail thumps against the sofa where I’ve been snoozing for the last four hours working up an appetite. While he’s doing his business in the bathroom, I hurry to the...
The Dog Grapevine – Chapter 8 Extract
The dog grapevine allows me to talk endlessly to my dog buddies but disappoints me some knowing my Kahu can’t understand a word I’m saying, especially since I got this notion about wanting a prefix before my name instead of always being introduced as ‘this is my dog...
The Dog Grapevine – Chapter Seven Extract
Sometimes, I take a moment to look inside my interior to make sure my head space is not crowded with grandiose ideas, unkind thoughts and irritations at the idiocy of others, and whether or not I’m making a difference in the world at large or am I a worthless...
The Dog Grapevine – An Extract
The dog grapevine allows me and my buddies to talk endlessly but disappoints me some knowing my Kahu can’t understand a word I’m saying, especially since I got this notion about wanting a prefix before my name instead of always being introduced as ‘this is my dog...
The Dog Grapevine: Chapter 4
I spend time trying to behave myself and then stop a minute and wonder why I waste a brain cell to please a human. I’m a bear of a dog weighing two-hundred pounds, more than my own Kahu’s lanky frame. Just for fun, I pull him to the floor and wrestle, gentle like, so...
The Dog Grapevine: Chapter 3
Kahu and I enjoy lounging on a bench in the neighborhood park where all the dog people go, along with lovers intertwined on their beach blankets oblivious to those of us who believe in discretion. Even Kahu stares at them with curiosity, probably wondering why they...
The Dog Grapevine: Chapter 2
Kahu and I sleep together on a large memory foam mattress. He doesn’t seem to mind I take up more space than his skinny body that lays as straight as a barn plank while my legs remain akimbo and twitch on occasion from chasing a rabbit down its hole, all taking place...
The Dog Grapevine: Chapter 1
My sacred guardian, Kahu, calls me Bernard and my dog friends call me Dawg with a capital D. I hang on the dog grapevine most days, which I admit is not much different than humans staring at their cell phones like they’re some kinda lifeline. For instance, when...
The Dog Grapevine
My Kahu calls me Bernard but most of my dog friends call me Big Dawg with a capital D. I can be found hanging on the dog grapevine most days, which I admit is not much different than humans staring at their cell phones like they’re some kinda lifeline. For instance,...
The Life I Would Like to Live
The unpleasant words of others often bang against my good time and cause exasperation only a court jester could assuage. We open our doors to personal trainers and massage therapists. Why not let in someone who will lift our spirits on a bad day? Even while...
Marines Don’t Raise Stupid Kids
My heroic Marine Corp Dad continued to reinforce living an earth-bound life a reality full of harrowing moments punctuated by an ingrained compassion for a man who spent his young life fighting in the South Pacific and when finished was sent to help clean up Hiroshima...
Looking Back
My early grades were spent in a three-room school learning from teachers who never went to college. It proved a challenge for them to keep up with me. Either my mouth questioned their dithery interpretations of our tattered textbooks, or I got to work writing...