Furry Family, Wolfdreams...

A Tug At My Soul

How do you pinpoint the moment you know you've finally found the right dog to add to your family? How do you pinpoint the exact moment you knew? The moment you fell inexorably in love?  Perhaps it was one of these - or all of these - moments: We walked through the kennel at the… Continue reading A Tug At My Soul

Wolfdreams...

Wolfdreams: Caribou Comes

Caribou comes, his big feet plopping down softly in the snow. Caribou comes, looks at me with his deep brown eyes, full of compassion. Caribou comes, shakes his head, the mighty antlers, inviting me to ride. There is nothing but pain here, so I go with him. Climbing on Caribou, his back warm & softly… Continue reading Wolfdreams: Caribou Comes

This Crazy Life, Wolfdreams...

The Miracle of Mammoth

I hold the piece of Mammoth tusk gently, examine the grain, the growth rings, the cracks & stains. It is a small miracle, a small piece of tusk, of Mammoth ivory, from an animal long, long dead. How old it is, I do not know  for sure. 10,000 years? 20,000? Even 30,000 years old? Somewhere… Continue reading The Miracle of Mammoth

Wolfdreams...

Wolfdreams: “Horses on Fire”

There are parts of me that have long slept that are awakening, and I'm not sure why, or even if, I want them. But they are my "Gifts" and I know I should welcome them. MSNBC has a news article today about the devastating wildfires currently scorching areas of Texas. "Horses on Fire: Texas battling… Continue reading Wolfdreams: “Horses on Fire”

Asperger's, This Crazy Life, Wolfdreams...

That Primal Urge, Neanderthals, & Spirits

(No, not THAT primal urge, another one!) I remember very little of my life. It's not like other people do. I remember little bits & pieces from here & there. Frozen vignettes. Still-lifes. Partly, I'm sure that's from the Lyme, etc. But not entirely. One thing I do remember clearly: as a child, standing in… Continue reading That Primal Urge, Neanderthals, & Spirits

Furry Family, Wolfdreams...

Cherokee

  This is Cherokee. She was a Standardbred mare, tried on the track but too slow. One of the lucky ones - sold rather than simply put down for the "crime" of being too slow. This is my favorite picture of her she & I, even though she doesn't look terribly attractive in it. No,… Continue reading Cherokee