The Love of a Dog

146B9476-7350-49A6-A899-C9E2F216B5E7Our dog doesn’t bark. Well, she rarely does, anyway. Only when she sees a raccoon, a coyote, a deer, or some other wild creature. It’s not that she’s shy or anything. I think it has something to do with the fact that she’s a rescue dog. We got her when she was five, and there was more than one indication that she was abused. And that might be central to her infrequent barking and some other behaviors.

Sadly, our dog is getting old. She has trouble walking and she often acts confused (doggy dementia?). We know that we are approaching that point where we’ll have to decide whether or not it’s time to take the dreaded next step and to put her to rest.

It’s a heart-wrenching decision because she has been a big part of our lives since we rescued her ten years ago. We know that she needs and loves us. She’s our best friend and we need, love, and worship her just as much.


Written for these daily prompts: Ragtag Daily Prompt (bark), JibberJabber (shy), The Daily Spur (indication), Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (central), Your Daily Word Prompt (decide), and Word of the Day Challenge (worship).

Thursday Inspiration — Hair Today, Gone Tomorrow

F5F8C48C-298E-45A9-AD4F-51E5FDE28A2DWhen I saw Paula Light’s Thursday Inspiration theme today, “hair,” I couldn’t help but flashback to my hippie days, when I used to be just a hairy guy with long, beautiful hair. shining, gleaming, streaming, flaxen, waxen hair. I used to be proud to be able to let my freak flag fly.

But that was a long time ago in a galaxy far, far away. My hair started to thin out a little by the time I reached my mid-thirties and I realized that it was getting to the point that I could no longer hide the inescapable evidence of my hair loss. I tried everything imaginable to make it look like my hair was not receding, but by the time I was in my fifties, my wife gently informed me that my efforts to maintain the appearance of hair on my head just wasn’t working.

The good news, though, was that, around that time, shorter hair for men was back in style. In fact, many men started to shave their heads.What ?I didn’t yet go that far in my fifties, but by the time I reached my early-sixties, my male-pattern baldness had gotten the best of me, and I, too, joined the ranks of the shaved head crowd. And there I remain today.

Do I miss my long, beautiful hair? Not really. Taking care of no hair is a whole lot easier than tending to long hair. But still, whenever I hear this anthem from 1970, I do get a little misty-eyed.

FOWC with Fandango — Central

FOWCWelcome to June 4, 2020 and to Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (aka, FOWC). It’s designed to fill the void after WordPress bailed on its daily one-word prompt.

I will be posting each day’s word just after midnight Pacific Time (US).

Today’s word is “central.”

Write a post using that word. It can be prose, poetry, fiction, non-fiction. It can be any length. It can be just a picture or a drawing if you want. No holds barred, so to speak.

Once you are done, tag your post with #FOWC and create a pingback to this post if you are on WordPress. Or you can simply include a link to your post in the comments.

The issue with pingbacks not showing up seems to have been resolved, but you might check to confirm that your pingback is there. If not, please manually add your link in the comments.

And be sure to read the posts of other bloggers who respond to this prompt. You will marvel at their creativity.