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Fractured dog lyrics

No, it’s not my dog that’s fractured, it’s my brain. Sure, you do it, too. Sing customized songs to your dogs and cats, right?

This morning at the dog park, the dogs disappeared for a few minutes. Upon their return, I could tell they’re flouted my, “No swamp!” edict.

Here’s what inspired the song. Billie doMuddy Buddyes not usually have dark brown shading around her left eye.

The Bad Billie Song (sung to the tune of Queen’s “We Will Rock You.”)
“You got mud on your face,
Big disgrace,
Wagging your tail all over the place.
We will, we will walk you.”

Okay, just me then.

 

 

 

 

 

So not Spring in the air then, but a helluva lot more snow!

And to think, earlier this week I could have sworn Spring was in the air. Here’s how accurate my weather sense is, taken this morning at the dog park:

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A bush bent to the ground under the weight of the wet snow. And:

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Heading down into the park behind Sunnybrook Hospital complex. This is mid-town Toronto. You’d think I was somewhere up north in cottage country.

New dog: Day 64

Stormy Day 64New dog Stormy and old dog Billie continue get along, although Billie, the female, is definitely the alpha. Stormy is happy to leave the decision-making to her. (Wish he’d convince Mr. Grumpy of that wisdom.)

At first I thought Stormy was the cleverest dog evah. He appeared to know nothing when we got him, but quickly learned “sit” and “come”. After a few panicky moments and one actual disappearance, he now walks close on the dog trails. I can safely take him off leash and not worry about him running away. That leaves my mind free to figure out what happens next in The Reluctant Reaper series.

Then puppy class started. The instructor warned us that the older a dog is, the slower he is to learn, well, new tricks. I was sure this wouldn’t be the case because he’d learned “sit” and “come” so quickly.

Three weeks of intensive training and he hasn’t learned “down” yet. So obviously, the reason he took to “sit” and “come” so quickly is that he must have known them before. I would love to know his history, but sadly, he was abandoned in a parking lot, unfixed and with tarter-covered teeth.

So sadly, Stormy isn’t the smartest bark in the park after all. But still very, very sweet and very, very cute. Especially with his newly cleaned teeth.

 

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