We're learning lots, at this point. Am learning that she has a mind of her own. In the early stages, would "throw" things. Bits of stick, pine cones. She wasn't interested. Sometimes refuses to get into the motor vehicle. Also chews things. Have no idea where she gets them from, but now have an array of "ancient" bones outside the van. Bought her some tennis balls. Hoo boy. She likes them. Chases, picks them up, romps with them. Even brings them back on occasion. Heh.
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.
Friday, September 04, 2009
further updates on "the girl"
She's getting bolder. Had never heard her speak "bark". Was sitting in the van reading a book this afternoon when I hear a deep throated "Woof, woof woof .. Grrrrr", from outside. Went out for a look. Apparently some bloke was walking along the road looking for a "lost" whippet. Mmm. We're learning.
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3 comments:
Ah, don't get over here a lot, got a dog hey? They are good friends if you have the time for them, I don't.
I don't think it would be fair to the dog for me to own one so I just stick to the cats.
Tennis balls are great and cost bugger all.
BBC, friends are where you find them .. heh.
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