
Breath I’ll take and breath I’ll givePray the day ain’t poisonStand among the ones that liveIn lonely indecision.—Townes vanZandt
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Only two hermits remain. The ninth hermit has been joined by a tenth. They live on a small ranch in Central Texas with The Dogs of Hermits’ Rest. He does not hang out in bars anywhere near as much as when he was trying to be Li Po.
Other than family and music and song writing, his interests include writing. He has authored many technical tomes, several short stories, and a novel. He does have a day job or two, and he re-publishes some of his writings for those here.
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Breath I’ll take and breath I’ll givePray the day ain’t poisonStand among the ones that liveIn lonely indecision.—Townes vanZandt
This post originally appeared in the Cameron Herald and Thorndale Tribune on 2020-01-30 and on the Hearts, Homes, and Hands blog on 2020-01-31.
And the hangovers hurt more then they used toAnd corn bread and ice tea took the placeOf pills and ninety-proof,And it seems like none of us do things quite like we used to do— Hank Williams Jr.
Rose is getting more accepting of Brody. When he first arrived, she acted as if she were terrified of him. This is strange because she adopted Stella as one of her own puppies and loved her accordingly. Suna thinks the trauma of being involved in Stella’s tragedy affected Rose deeply.
Stella and Rose were playing. Stella’s collar got caught on Rose’s jaw. Stella panicked and flipped in an effort to get away, turning the collar into a tourniquet around her neck. She suffocated before Suna could get her free.
We have since learned that this type of death is not uncommon in the blue heeler community. Hence I will not let a dog wear a collar again. Halters are much safer.
But while she still won’t play with Brody, Rose at least acknowledges him now. That’s progress of a kind.