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Shadow-dog proud of his mud-puddle

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O.K., I admit it. It’s a Taj Mahal type of reflecting pool sporting geometric designs. But must the architect, Shadow-dog, be so proud of it that, even in the rain he has to stand guard next to it, again and again taking up his post just there?

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He looks incredulous that I could possibly appreciate his handy-work, um, his paw-work. At any rate, for all those who think I’m so mean to Shadow, making him lie down in the mud in Winter, know that he does have a warm and dry wood-shaving bed that he can climb into at will, and he does, for a while, but then has to go back to guarding his mud puddle.

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And though invited into the house during the day he loves to be outside guarding his mud puddle. When things finally dry out after so very much rain perhaps I’ll have to artificially keep his mud puddle full so that it can be his to guard ever so proudly.

Isn’t that just about how our dear Lord works with us? Thank you, Lord.

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Shadow-Dog pooped a Timber Rattler

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Ho-hum. Looking out the kitchen window this morning I see that Shadow-dog just pooped out a full size Timber Rattlesnake. Markings. Fat body. Relatively short tail. Ultra-fat head with fangs. Wikipedia says that “Potentially, this is one of North America’s most dangerous snakes, due to its long fangs, impressive size, and high venom yield.” They warn with lots of antics, but I think that only makes Shadow-dog’s adrenaline pump all the more. Sorry that this next photo didn’t focus, but this is the decapitated head:

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Out of focus or not, that’s good enough for me. All very poopy.

Not to worry. I looked it up. Dogs eating venomous snakes for breakfast doesn’t hurt them in the least. :-) Shadow-dog was simply content with a good snack.

It’s been raining and raining and raining after snowing and snowing and snowing. The back yard is a bit of a mess. I’m planning on extending the fence and planting lots of grass seed. Meanwhile, don’t feel sorry for wet and muddy Shadow-dog. He has a warm dry shelter out of the weather tucked far back under the non-mud-cement-patio corrugated roof. Also, he comes in for most of the night. You just have to know that a GSD loves water and mud. He’s been expanding his mud holes with water in them just for fun. I don’t mind. I did that as a kid. Why not?

Anyway, a thought came to mind. You can see how there is zero shelter, zero hiding places for a snake, particular a Timber Rattler which stays in, well, you know, the timber, the forest. We’re in the middle of a city. How is it that that Rattler would insist on being inside that fence line slithering immediately right into the jaws of Shadow-dog, who, by the way, wouldn’t be hidden. It just doesn’t make sense. Ain’t gonna happen if you ask me. The snake, on its own, would zip away. Poor snake. Maybe he was thrown in while I was on my day off. If that’s the case, the result is the following:

  • One proud and brave Shadow-dog.
  • One now impressed but scared snake-handler.

Analogy:

  • Just when people think they “have you”, you come out stronger for it, more character, a broader foundation of experience from which to proceed, with Jesus, of course. Hah.
  • Just when the devil thinks he “has you”, you come out stronger for it, more character, a broader foundation of experience from which to proceed, with Jesus, of course. Hah.
  • Just when your fallen human nature thinks it has won, you come out stronger for it, more character, a broader foundation of experience from which to proceed, with Jesus, of course. Hah.

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Shadow-dog eating stainless steel

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Water dishes are fair game, I guess. A bit self-destructive if you get thirsty.

So, here’s my temporary solution. Cement blocks. I’m thinking a nicer looking affair would be perhaps six carriage bolts holding the dish down to the cement slab.

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I may have to lay two standing up sideways in the back with another laid over the top front.

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Flowers for the Immaculate Conception (Shadow-monster-dog wins? edition)

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Shadow-dog, pictured here staring down at Laudie-dog next to me, is not so much sitting as now being entrenched in his starting blocks, that is, the new hole he’s re-dug. It’s now his favorite spot. He’s won. He thinks.

He’s been chewing on the rose-bush, the “super-abundant Guadalupe” rose bush. So, It’s been dug out and moved out front. I filled in the hole but he immediately dug it out. But that’s O.K. The rose has now found a new home out front near the road next to the telephone pole where the larger bed of flowers is.

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The rose was clipped down for the Winter, but Shadow-dog finished the job. Fine.

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We’ll see what happens. Perhaps this is where the little grotto of our Lady was supposed to be from the get-go, so that more people could see it. Who wins then?

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Laudie-dog becomes concealed carrier

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Up to now, while playing, only Shadow-dog (truly an over-sized German Shepherd) would cover his ferocious canines while trying to convince the much smaller Laudie-dog to play soccer with the double-handled green ball, or a game of tag. A game of tag consists in tapping the back of the other with a paw and running away. Laudie-dog never played tag, until now. Laudie-dog has come into her own, also covering her canines and, here anyway, getting the upper paw. You can tell from her eyes that this is rather distracting for her. She’s a dumbed-down version, if you will, of a Rhodesian Ridgeback, an African Lion Dog. Unusually, she’s a bit small, but has an amazing ridge even twice as wide as the usual. Her ridge is about four inches wide and stands strait up. Amazing when you see it. I didn’t see it for years, not until Shadow-dog arrived. But now, as I saw, she’s come into her own.

She’s now sleeping next to my chair, as is Shadow-dog. :-)

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King of the Mountain: Dogs & Jesus

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Shadow-dog atop Laudie-dog’s house, showing everyone who’s King of the Mountain.

When I was a kid in third grade at Wilson Elementary School, we were out in the playground for morning recess. The snow had been plowed into mountains and had since been coated with a crusty ice, making climbing or staying on top of the mountain while playing King of the Mountain an extreme sport. Being game for all things extreme, I climbed right up when no one was looking and was surveying my kingdom but without any situational awareness. Stupid me. I should have learned by now with my previous experience of being shot.

Bam! I was hit from behind by what must have been a locomotive. That hit, right on my spine, gave me a bit of whiplash that lasted for some weeks and put me out like a light for a moment even while I went flying through the air crashing down below. The kid that hit me was standing triumphant atop the mountain ready to take on all comers. I obliged, of course, but without running from a distance, which meant the fight was on. It was a tie. Competition is hilarious. A great learning experience. Situational awareness is good anytime, anywhere, with anyone. It’s not paranoia. It’s a method of deescalating situations. Although roughhousing doesn’t call for deescalation.

Meanwhile, Shadow-dog has a size advantage over Laudie-dog. While Shadow-dog is really smart, he’s still too over-confident and unaware of just how tricky Laudie-dog is. She can manipulate him, taunt him, and not let him get away with anything with ease. She has the wisdom of years. Just when you think you’re King of the Mountain, someone comes along and knocks you off your perch.

But sometimes it’s no longer a game or a mere competition. Sometimes it’s life and death. An all out war. May as well make that perch unassailable, where you are unremovable, where you reign alongside the King of kings, the Lord of lords, the Wonder-Counselor, the Prince of the Most Profound Peace, in solidarity on Mount Calvary with Him who is in solidarity with us, Christ Jesus, who, lifted up and nailed to the Cross draws us to Himself, He being born to die to bring us to life, to give us a chance at participating in the greatest love possible in laying down our lives for our fellow man, being nailed to the Cross of witness to love and truth unto death. Unassailable. Never tricked. Never manipulated. Taunts becoming a blessing. Surveiling all with perfect situational awareness. And unremovable from that cross on that mountain. Because it’s His love, it’s His truth that are important, He always being the same, ever ancient, ever new, always King of the Mountain.

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Shadow-dog Snow-dog

First time in the snow. Reminds me of when I was a kid.

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If the shadow of Shadow is what it is, what is the shadow of “Shadow”?

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Shadow-dog has no shadow for the past few days as the clouds have made everything everywhere into one big shadow. He’s kind of a shadow of himself, a black hole into which all photons in the universe disappear. However, a very kind reader sent this in from a Texan Parson who also has an all-black German Shepherd. There is a wolfish revelation in the shadow of the otherwise innocuous looking GSD:

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Meanwhile, my own “Shadow” has gone dark, or perhaps everything around him is so cast into shadow that he himself casts no shadow. I sent him a text reading: “Jerusalem capital…” He has no comment. Don’t read anything into this. He’s too “Gray” to figure out. Things are never as they seem. Ever. A shadow just looks the way it does because of angles. And then there are those who make puppets of shadows and even of a “Shadow;” and I don’t like that at all.

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Doghouses: Shadow-dog – Laudie-dog

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When I only had a tiny doghouse for Laudie-dog, impossibly Shadow-dog slept in it. Now that he’s got his own doghouse he doesn’t sleep in Laudie-dog’s house, but just throws Laudie-dog’s doghouse in the air and around the yard. I solved that by surrounding Laudie-dog’s house with solid cement blocks. Ha ha. Meanwhile, with the door of Laudie dog’s doghouse narrowed by the cement blocks so that Shadow-dog can’t enter, Laudie-dog has also on occasion taken over Shadow-dog’s doghouse, until Shadow-dog throws that around the yard. Again, that was solved with solid cement blocks, 14 all told. We’ll see how that works. I’m happy to see that Laudie-dog is still holding her own over against the monstrously extra-large Shadow-dog.

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Poor Shadow! [snip-snip] Fake GSD?

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There are certain things I would never do to animals… but…

  • I would never clip the beaks of chickens. I haven’t done that. But people do that. There is a reason. A bad reason. A horrible reason. A reason that could be avoided other ways.
  • I would never clip the nails of cats or dogs. And I haven’t. There are reasons. I understand that. But, just, no. There are other ways of taking care of reasons to do those things.
  • I would never neuter a female dog. There are reasons for that. I understand. And however much I protest I did have Laudie-dog “fixed” (how grotesque) when she adopted me at the request of the neighbor who didn’t want a thousand male dogs, mostly pit-bulls, on the property having their way with Laudie-dog.
  • I would never neuter a male dog. And I haven’t. There are reasons. I understand. But I am bringing Shadow-dog, GSD that he is, to get snipped in just a few minutes from now. This is life in the big city of Andrews, where puppy farms abound and GSDs who are not fixed would spend their time jumping the tallest of fences to jump anything in heat, perhaps also getting shot or run over in the process. So, O.K. I hate it. I hate it. I hate it. But, here we are.

I hope this doesn’t mean that Shadow’s going to be a fake GSD…

Are there things you would never do but end up doing anyway?

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Shadow-dog gets a “cage” um… “crate”

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I’m on a steep learning curve with my just acquired 13 month old German Shepherd. This picture shows my failure in trying to keep him from overturning his water dish by surrounding it with solid cement blocks. Nope. He turned it sideways in the “hole” I had made for him to drink out of. So, I got him a huge un-tip-over-able super-size stainless-steel water dish. That works so far.

Meanwhile, the neighbor got him his own outdoor dog-house in addition to Laudie-dog’s dog-house. I thought I might get him a cage, that is, crate, as GSD owners call it, for use inside the house. It’s a 48″ cage with a hard plastic tray, under and over which I put some used carpet bits to keep it quiet and comfy for this gentle monster. He went in right away and sleeps in it at night, all on his own. I haven’t tried to close the door yet. I’ll need some advice for that. But for now, this is good. This is his space. I had put another piece of carpet over the top to give him a sense of a cave, but he ripped that off and unceremoniously tossed it a good dozen feet in the air, leaving me quite amazed. I tried it again and he left it there. I guess as long as he proves to himself he could destroy it he’s happy with it.

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