Random and inconsistent snippets from an unstructured mind. My truth may not be your truth. A fact is a fact only by standing on it. It can't fall down, there is nothing holding it up... Except some sort of capitalist exploitation. The writer is a 3rd generation Indigenous Australian. Not, i might add, Aboriginal - two different concepts.
Saturday, August 29, 2009
Abbey at the beach
Have been extremely fortunate, methinks. The lass is gentle, intelligent, and has no traits that I find "uncomfortable" . She sits in the car and waits patiently, wanders around the "playground" but romps back to sit eagerly at my feet when called. Is friendly with other dogs and people.


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She's lovely. She'll change your life.
John, "change" is an interesting concept. At this point methinks have "added" to her quality of life .. as she has to mine. The "adaptation" has been remarkably swift.
.. and her "playground" is much bigger than the delineated image.
She's 'off leash' almost everywhere we go - but had to clip into her collar on explorations when we went to Ardrossan.
Too many motor vehicles.
At this point am trying to figure out if she she forgives me when pissed (oops, inebriated) .. ah, old story ..
Lock yer spouse and dog in the boot of the car for half an hour. See which one is happy to see you when you open it. heh.
She's testing me now. Moving her head when I put my hand near it; gnawing my fingers.
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