jack may be blind now, and sleep all day, but he is still a tough old bulldog when it comes to his tug toy. he won't let go. he'll outlast you every time.by day the blue will pale down into white where it touches the white of the land, after sunset it has a new circumference-orange, melting upwards into tenderest purple. but the core of blue persists, and so it is by night. then the stars hang like lamps from the immense vault. the distance between the vault and them is as nothing to the distance behind them, and that farther distance, though beyond colour, last freed itself from blue. -e.m. forster (a passage to india)
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He sounds dangerous!
ReplyDeletei know, he sounds awful, but he's really just a clown. he's all "bark," though he doesn't really bark! when we first adopted him, i made sure he would let me take a full bowl of food away from him. and he was always very good with chanda who was little at the time. he's a funny mix of contradictions . . growling with his tug toy, but very gentle with all of us . . . ahem . . except for the cats. when he first came into our home, i "assumed" he would get along with the cats. ha! the dogs i had growing up always got along with our cat! and they were protective german shepherds who never got along with visitors! life is funny . .
ReplyDeletePoor Jack. It is not easy growing old.
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