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Posts from ‘April, 2008’

I got no leash on me

I run with this one dog who loves to walk. When his owner grabs the leash, he jumps up and down, gets all excited about going for a walk.
He gets the leash clipped on his collar and he pulls on the lease the entire way. But, when his owner lets go of the lease [...]

Which came first, the chicken or the egg??? I have the answer.

Which came first, the chicken or the egg… I HAVE the answer to that eternal question and it is the form of a story. Ready??
About 5 years ago, I flew in and out of CIncinnati for a puppy conference and a friend of mind came to pick me up from the airport on a Sunday [...]

Happy Arbor Day (and welcome, Carla!)

Just wanted to post up a quick welcome to our newest fan, Carla Tisdale with the Arbor Day Foundation. She is probably very, very busy right now as today is Arbor Day!! So, Carla and everyone out there planting trees, keep it up. Cause, when you gotta go… and you’re a dog… there better be [...]

Celebrate Arbor Day and celebrate the future

I was really bored in the van today as we did a bunch of errands, so I turned the radio up a little louder to listen to the commentary on Arbor Day. Tress are really, really important to us dogs because you never know when you won’t be able to find the next fire plug.
Anyway, [...]

Hey, Naomi!

Today, Naomi came to visit with me. She fed me a hot dog and we squeaked some toys. Here some pictures of us!
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Too pretty for words

A tree in full bloom we saw today on our afternoon walk. Too pretty for words, so I will say none.
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I’m getting a visit from a fan!

I’m so excited!! My littlest fan is coming to see me today. I sure hope she brings me a hot dog from Speedway on the corner of Taywood and Main
I just wanted to remind her that my tail is really big and bushy, but I don’t like people touching it. And make sure [...]

Five reasons dog walks are better than a good therapist

5. Dogs never ask you how you feel about anything.4. Dogs charge nothing to listen3. Dogs will never complain if you run over the scheduled time or take a different path.2. Dogs are not scared of demons or monsters and will always be there with you when you face them.1. Dogs will never, ever tell [...]

The real death of the Dayton Daily News

For those of you who may not know, I was with the Dayton Daily News from 1998-2002. It was perhaps the most meaningful period of my life, in which I learned how to write objectively, think independently, treasure really, really talented people around me, learned how to change the world with little more than a [...]

Clinging to my walks

I recently had the opportunity to take a ride through Red State America along Hwy 35 through southern Ohio, West Virginia and onto Interstate 64. The ride was a bit odd as I emerged from Dayton, the rich, white, mall-laden Beavercreek into the hills, holler and trailer-park homes that lined 35 for miles upon miles.
I [...]

Obama’s other America

Driving through West Virginia and Virginia on my way from Dayton to Williamsburg and this family was outside “eating” lunch at an Arby’s. By the time I had gotten to take the photo without being suspected, five kids had left the venue…. anyway, this is Obama’s “Other America” that he needs to convince to vote [...]

Age

In June, I will be 8 years old, which in human years makes me about 56. I am becoming a dog of “a certain age.”
My most favorite thing to do is to curl up naked at the foot of the couch, with my owner’s toes against my tummy, my head on his leg, staring into [...]

Friday mornings and Rumpke always get me high…

High blood pressure, that is. I have found that my Friday morning walks consist of picking up bits of trash strewn about by the careless, lazy and stupid monkeys working for Rumpke. I know that you probably have unreasonable trash pickup quotas to meet, but the goal is to get the garbage IN THE TRUCK, [...]

When you know so badly you are right…

I sometimes feel that I am on the right path, that I know something to be the right thing to do, even when others around me are telling me not to walk that path or sniff that tree or crap on the lawn.
Meet Heather B. Armstrong, author of my newest blog find, Dooce. For [...]

Myths and Rumors about Rufus

Some people have wondered about who Rufus really is and wondered if he is really who he says he is on DogWalkBlog (and elsewhere). So, just so you know.. and you know who you are.. everything on this blog is real. Here are some popular questions.
Is Rufus a real dog?Yes, Rufus is very real. He [...]

Laissez Faire

David Boaz with the Cato Institute wrote an article for the WSJ on Starbucks and their personalized card, where they rejected the term “laissez-faire” You can read it here. Mr. Boaz launches into a complicated argument about why, etc. and the real explanation is just a whole lot simpler than he posited.
Here it is: Starbucks [...]

To my littlest fan…

When we were walking around today, some little birds told me that my littlest fan had a sick tummy. So, I’m sending you a get well card! Hope you are feeling better soon!
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We’re getting a tan

Well, it is finally spring here in Dayton. Stressed frustrated and running out of time, but since the sun is now out in the afternoon, we’re starting to get a tan! Not all bad.
Rufus got a bath on Sunday morning. He is not so stinky and his fur is really shiny and soft. Sam Zell [...]

Brooks was here

A while ago, a friend of mine asked me if I believe in a mid-life crises. After a lot of walks and some careful thinking, I think a mid-life crises starts with a desperate desire to carve “Brooks was here” in some patch of existence before they take away your pen knife and you forget [...]