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Comment by: Almali
Subject: This time, *I* am doing the first test (version 5)
message: Thanks for asking me to come over and test this, Carol; so much nicer for Kwali and Kumbi; if it doesn't work, *they* won't have the disappointments; you and I can take it even if we don't care for it, but Kwali and Kumbi have had teir share of disappointments now. I see that error message above - hey; I'm copying and pasting! from this very page! "[an error occurred while processing this directive]" and, again, that's not alarming; there is no data file yet. This entry should create the data file, but only if it works. I thik there might be conflicts with the way MAILIT works ane the Validator requirements for XHTML, namely, that tags be closed. Maybe not, though. I almost hate to finish this and submit it, because I'm getting kind of paranoid, too - just like you. Not expecting it, now, to work; then we'll have to clean it up, won't we, by deleting LOCKed files out of our /www directory. Sheesh. I suppose it could work, but let's see. Sun, 01 May 2005 22:05:30 Almali
Comment by: Kwali Corazon
Subject: It worked, and *I* didn't get to do it!
message: Well, it half- worked. I guess the input for date and time have to go into the code for this page; putting it in the template file without putting it here first just ain't gonna work, Mum. Almali, you too. At least if you didn't let me do the first test that actually worked, I get to tell you what to do to clean this thing up. Love anyway, because I'm so forgiving, Sun, 01 May 2005 22:10:55 Kwali
Comment by: Kumbi Ya Sentry
Subject: Nice going; but fix the date/time.
message: Hey, Mum; hey, Almali, hey; Kwali! I have dibs on the next version. Or, maybe, Kwali, you should have that one, an d I could keep this one, but if so, please fix this one, too, okay? It's bedtime, folks! I know, you're not going to bed, Mum. I am. Kwali has just retired. Almali, nobody ever knows about you! good night. Sun, 01 May 2005 22:14:52 Love, Kumbi
Comment by: Prancy ClawDig
Subject: Now that you've done your chores, I'm here
message: You didn't expect me to participate in the messes you made, did you, Mum? Almali? Well, Almali, you didn't make the messes, Mum did, and it's good of you to come along and help her out. Pretty good going, Kwali, to tell Mum what to do. Sometimes she needs a LOT of help. Kumbi, yer a good sport; keep going, you young-'un, you. I'm going back to bed; good night, all. P.S. I'll look forward to when you finish the thing; then I might contribute more often. Usually, though, my supervisory position is the proper one for me. Sun, 01 May 2005 22:59:12 Prancy ClawDig WallBounce TramplePaws
Comment by: Almali
Subject: Expecting progress
message: We have a quote from Islandnet for making a script to handle this. It turns out we've gone as far as we can with Mailit. (Thanks to Kerry for his help.) You gonna go for it, Carol? I'd be surprised if you didn't. Just think a bit before working out just what you want, right? Kwali and Kumbi agree. Prancy nods from her Desk. Mon, 02 May 2005 12:21:35 Almali P.S. You'll re-do the data file, right? Or dispense with this page and make a new one, more likely. Just think, though; you'll re-dog Kwali's and Kumbi's guestbooks, and that could be a fair bit of typing, to have them match with the new scripts, if you wnat to keep the old entries. I think you should keep them. Well, I wrote so much I'll sign again. Mon, 02 May 2005 12:23:12 Almali
Comment by: Kwali Corazon
Subject: HEY! I said this yesterday - way past bedtime
message: Mummy! What are you doing? It's after one o'clock in the morning! Yeah, you were writing to Barbara; I saw you. Resting from all the script-stuff, right? Well, stop fussing, Mum; it's long, long, long past bedtime. Steve and Kerry will fix the scripts for you tomorrow, probably. I mean, today. So you can come to bed now. I want to lean against your shoulder, but if you're not here - I mean, there - how can I? Kumbi is snoozing on the couch, waiting for you to come to Our Bed. He'll join us when you come. Don't forget, you have a good doG book (Hoffman, Lend me an Ear) you can hold while you fall asleep, so you can drop the book on me hwen you do fall asleep. At least it's a soft paperback. Good nght, Mummy. Tue, 03 May 2005 01:04:29 Love, Kwali
Comment by: Kwali Corazon
Subject: Hey! Is Barbara here? Welcome, Barbara!
message: Hey, Barbara! Welcome! thanks for your good wishes! I'm feeling much, much better, and the vets say I'm probably safe. (For myself.) I read your heron/osprey story. I liked it as much as Carol did. She's going to make it her first project, after she deals with the script-stuff. She says it might take a few days to get it up, but she loves, loves, loves the article! This page will disappear eventually; don't know if Mum will save the stuff or not. Love from your fell0w-dog, Tue, 03 May 2005 09:38:52 Kwali
Comment by: The Great Red Prince
Subject: Ponderings from Horseland
message: "The first day or so we all pointed to our countries. The third or fourth day we were pointing to our continents. By the fifth day, we were aware of only one Earth." Sultan Bin Slaman al-Sand, astronaut We have been busy today, contemplating worldly issues like when are humans going to arrive at the one-ness, the equality of all living organisms in the interconnected web where we remain alive and breathing because of the very life and presence of the other? We see these things quite well, you know, from our vantage in Horseland, high above the sky, looking down at night, watching, wondering, will the meadows in which we dance be there tomorrow? Will the flowers lilt to and fro as we chase the whisper of the cool morning air? Does the Earthdust flicker gold that powders down from our glossy hooves, or are these things merely a dream and we wake up in our stalls with our forelocks covering that lovely spot where we hide our horns (so we don't scare people)and wait to be turned out into a smog-hardened field where even the butterflies have been choked back from a million to a mere hundred? Does any human see, the significance of a single butterfly in the great scheme of aliveness? What can we do, thousands years-old wise and weathered unicorns, to bring light to the dark eyes that think they are so much "more than" and beyond us? We brought flowers to Earth once, could we bring them again if you take them all away? This work, this conservation, it is a daily chore, a labour of great love, and someone has to say it. We will speak it, and keep saying it and saying it. Maybe if "all" flew to the moon and gazed down, not only the astronauts could see one Earth...now that would be a celebration!
Comment by: Barbara
Subject: West Coast
message: Oooh, Kwali and Kumbi- you lucky pups! (That's like "lucky ducks", but the canine version- of course you knew that,but I had to say it because I am a wordy sort, and also practicing by not-comedic self, though by myself, I get a tremendous chuckle out of this very type of thing! In fact, I need no entertainment at all in my life, I can do perfectly fine myself; I of course immensely appreciate the great entertainment you canines provide!) So I was saying lucky pup because I recognize Pacific air, I think I even smell seasalt! I was once there, the California coast to be exact, in San Fran, then Point Arena and another small town north Cal. I was lucky to see condors playing in the wind when I was young, and grashoppers bigger than you and those magnificent redwoods...now I am in sort of boring Ohio, but not boring at all with friends like you to send the smell of seasalt my way. And I do visit on a rare and again occasion, Marin Headlands is my best spot- so many birds there and the water; so much wonderful water...maybe *I* was a duck in my first life, but I really think it was an albatross, I am pretty sure...
Comment by: Barbara
Subject: West Coast II
message: Okay - I forgot to tell you I loved your photos! You are the sweetest pups ever! Oh, and even if you really are on the East Coast,(or somewhere else) your photos *look* west coastie and that is good enough for me. If it helps, I lived on the East Coast too (Virginia) and have played in plenty of Atlantic waters too! And one of my best friends lives in Africa along Lake Victoria...can you tell I like water? I like that water is so flexible and tolerant. It rolls over things, undert hings, between things, it can get all split up but it can gather itself back up again; it never breaks, it can even change forms without losing its integrity. Were we like water we would be very happy indeed! I think I am a lot like water, I am usually happy to adapt to the terrain and just keep on rolling! And I like to drink water and I bet you do too! Hounds drink an amazing small amount of water for their size. They are like camels or something! Wouldn't that be a sight? A hound with humps?! There could be Dromedarounds and Bactrianounds. Too cool...
Comment by: Jagger
Subject: Clouds at Night
message: I have lept upon the keyboard to type, and Mum insists my version is too foreign to be read so is retyping it, but know I tried my best to leave an original pawprint here. I just wanted to bay your way, Kwali, Kumbi, Prancey and whoever else is listening, something about clouds; I hear people talk a lot about not liking clouds so much. Of course we get them numerous here, and the problem of masking the sun, and the diurnalesques happen to prefer and adore sun. As a nocturnid, I don't mind them a bit. I sing to them, those fluffy bits of spacewater that collect together in big conventions, discussing the merits of the latest version of particulate parachutes (those, as you already know, being doGs and caT and very wise, are what lets a drop of rainwater merely bounce off the ground when it hits, rather than disintegrate into vast obsoleteness)(don't mind Mum, she can't always translate doG exactly, and she has her own personal Shanary- you'll get used to it over time-but I doubt she is getting any brownie points from Webster the way she can totally rearrange how a thing is said!); I am most taken with the artcloud conventions. I will gaze at the night sky, the surreptitious way they are backlit by Moon intrigues me as I see outlined, there, shadows of coons, big coons and small coons, coons calling my name, coons teasing (don't worry coon, i WILL find you! 300 million olfactory receptors cannot miss you, clever ringtail!) Here is a little secret: "Clouds come from time to time- and bring a chance to rest from looking at the moon." Basho (Japanese Haiku Poet)
Comment by: Barbara
Subject: Real Seeing
message: "For most of us, knowledge of our world comes largely through sight, yet we look about with such unseeing eyes that we are partially blind. One way to open your eyes is to ask yourself, "What if I had never seen this before? What if I knew I would never see it again?" Rachel Carson What if we HAD seen this puppy before yet never really looked? Do we know you, sweet pups? Have we spent enough time listening to you? Do we hear you? Is that pleading look for some small thing or other you desire, or for something larger, The Great Wish. If we can become still, sweet pups, we might learn some things from you - please remind me to be still, often, for I so want to not miss a single word you have to say. Forgive me for the much I miss; you give so much, I am a better person for listening to you, the world is a better place for you having been in it. Good night sweet angel pups...and caT.
Comment by: Barbara
Subject: Goodnight Puppies, A Prayer
message: A little raven puppy/Sleeps beside my bed./A spot of tan above his eyes/Upon his silky head./ His ears are long and satin sleek/His voice a song of bays/He watches over while I sleep/And wakes with kisses every day./ My dearest, sweetest, angel puppy/Who graces me as friend/I pray for puppies everywhere/May God be good to them.
Comment by: Jagger
Subject: A Quiet Conversation
message: Dear Kwali and Kumbi- I have watched horses run today, so fast it could whir the whiskers right off our muzzles. But the important thing was the conversation in the room amongst my Mum and friends. I didn't really drop in there, other than for lots of backscratches, (and to try and catch Mums attention a LOT, as you know I and the rest of the Little Willowfolke are used to being the sole subject of it more often than not!) but what I learned has splendid implications (of the sort that equates right up there with a good roll, a good dig or a fine bone to chew!)for doGs and really ALL animals- they spoke of Tom Smith, trainer of Seabiscuit, who I have not myself heard of, I haven't ever even seen the Sea as you have, playing at it as you surely must whenever you get the chance, as I would- how grand to run and splash and chase the foam as it recedes! Mr. Smith considered training his horse a "long, quiet conversation." He couldn't understand other people's inability to grasp what he was doing. He said "it is easy to talk to a horse if you understand his language. Horses stay the same from the day they are born until the day they die...They are only changed by the way people treat them." Oh Kwali Kumbi- wouldn't it be as exciting as a ringtail leaping up a tree if DogPeople (people who live with dogs) would work hard to understand our language (as some do) and adored us for who we are and didn't change us too much?!!
Comment by: Jobaggober
Subject: Nothing Useless
message: "Nature does nothing uselessly" Aristotle Which of course is why it fashioned doGs such as us the way we are. Now, why did it fashion humans in a way that makes it so hard for them to understand dogS? What is the use of that? Unless we are doGs which happen to live with the sort of humans who do a pretty good job Understanding- which we are, aren't we Kumbi and Kwali? Your Friends, Jagger, Zak and the whole barkin crew...
Comment by: Squiggly
Subject: Buckets and Bears
message: Now isn't this something - maybe some newsperson DESPERATE to have something to report so s/he wouldn't be in a scrap with the boss? I was listening to the news on the radio, as any good hound always does, and I heard that there is something FAR FAR more dangerous to humans than bears and sharks. (We Willowfolke know a lot about both bears and sharks from our Mum who has worked with a few bears and lots of sharks and we know that actually they are only 'dangerous' to humans when humans do stupid things in their presence!)Do you know what it is? Something on the order of only a few people a year are injured by bears and sharks, but ELEVEN THOUSAND people are injured by buckets. (I am truly wondering who studies and compiles bucket injuries? And were these buckets who gave perfectly good signals ~ like most dogs ~ which were ignored by their people ~ as people are inclined to do ~ OR, were these buckets being trained with P+ and just couldn't take it anymore? But rather than fall into a heap of learned helplessness, got their factions together and rebelled?) I'm with those buckets, maybe. I love buckets. I drink water out of buckets. Really GOOD dog-friendly stuff gets carried in buckets. You go, buckets! "A nature lover is a person, who, when treed by a bear, enjoys the view." Anon. And hounds tree bears and enjoy THAT view too!
Comment by: The Great Red Prince
Subject: Lovely Phrase
message: "The real voyage of discovery lies not in seeking new landscapes, but in having new eyes." Proust. (And one 'worry' above the eye wouldn't hurt either!) I find it a lovely phrase, to see things differently...what is a lovely phrase? One that has mopped up as much Truth as it can hold.
Comment by: Almali
Subject: Testing Gone! Hilarious Errors
message: Well, Carol, you finally did it - took down the hilarious error pages. What a job. Just prey, will you? Think of all the possible broken links, all over CoDog! Do you think you succeeded without making a single error? I doubt it; it was so complex. Well, I guess we'll find out. Probably CoDog Callers will let us know if there's a problem! I hope so! Cheers from your ever-present Buddy, Sun, 15 May 2005 00:01:16 Almali
Comment by: Barbara
Subject: Dogs set us straight
message: "A smile is a curved line that sets things straight." Anon Everyday my doGs smile and set everything straight in that single moment. They do not know a "bad" day. They make me laugh even when feeling sick. Nothing can make the pain go away like a Dog, smiling and loving, even if the world were to stop spinning. Even when I can give them nothing, still they smile and give everything. A wondrous gift of fate that we would live our lives at the same time on this Earth. If not at the same time as these dogs, would there not be 'other' dogs? How could there possibly be other dogs, when only these Dogs will do?
Comment by: Great Red Prince
Subject: Alphabet Soup
message: Dundee and I played in the rain this morning, those silly young unicorns in Horseland, crashing those cloud conventions and causing such an uproar the whole things disperse in a scattered shower of chaos, but with a certain order to it, you know, what with gravity and all! So he decides we should play this game where we find out, from a random sampling of RainDrops, as they kerplunk down on our backs, their particulate parachutes designed to break the fall at 25,000 feet, not 24,994 (the minus being those 60 some inches higher off the ground are our backs!) WHICH convention they came from and what they learned there. Does anyone else out there have a goofy younger brother who suggests impossible things like this? Like those RainDrops were even in any condition to answer a few questions as they were still gathering themselves from their landing. I was able to talk to a few who had gotten their chutes tangled in my mane, and before they loosed themselves, got to ask them a few questions, but the only answers I got were some gurgles and splishy sounds, which seemed to interpret as: they were having a life-changing experience and had learned to go from a vapor to liquid state, and those that passed the test would be up for election for learning solid states this winter. Whoopee. I really understood all that, right. Dundee thought this marvelous fun; to me it was like following the plot in a bowl of Alphabet Soup. Did you know he likes to pick out all the U's when he eats alphabet soup? (He thinks he is some kind of unicorn too!) I prefer the C's myself. C is for Carrot, carrot, carrot, which, mathematically speaking, equals MULTIPLE carrots. One can never have too many carrots! So here's to Alphabet Soup with lots of C's! (Unicorns don't eat alphabet soup, silly! But we are good spellars just the same!)
Comment by: An Extraordinary Ebullient Tree
Subject: Dance of The Hounds, a Song
message: ...so the fun begins for me, when Ringtail climbs a tree/ With the Baying not long away and Ringtail finds a perch/Thinking, maybe, that no hound will have found/Out a Bout his Trick. Clever little Coon,/Smarter than the hound/ except for the sound Which knows everything, everywhere/Within miles, and soon/The Dance/Begins, the coon sashays, his head Away/beneath his tail Where below/The Baying goes and scratchy toes/With eight thick claws on/Big Tan paws/Hugs me tight, over and over/The song rings out/Stereo-sound all a Round my big broad girth. The hounds are in love/With me, withered though I be. They dance and cavort and sing/Joyous things, this great celebration! When Ringtail moves, the sound Too Much for him/The Baying is feverish and the caws nick my sides/Ringtail hides/Or plays a Trick and climbs to another thick Tree, next to me. The bawling hounds take a moment to tell, the coon has moved and soon the joy renews./But for that moment, while Ringtail kept/Himself in my billowing arms/I, of course, wept/With Joy/At the Symphony of Hounds.
Comment by: Zak
Subject: Dear Kwali and Kumbi
message: Thank you for sharing about stinging rays. (We only knew about Singing Rays and Praying Mantids, so we are glad to have more insight!) We are also making this page longer writing here, but we don't want to mess up your guest books either with too much clutter. You know how hounds can yammer on and on! We did want to tell you about a Tail of Ages; maybe we will just email you that one! But we have discovered something totally amazing about Dogs, HoundTails, and we must share it with you! Love, Zak and Scrunchie (who is still growing a tail!)
Comment by: Jagger
Subject: Silly Hound!
message: Zak can be such a Derg! (That's a Dog Nerd!) He suggested we just visit you here. *I* suggested we start at the top of the HomePage. But no. So, we go back there (cause sometimes there's new and interesting stuff there!) and WRITE at the TOP of the page it says exactly your guestbooks have been disabled. (See Zak, I tried to tell you, but you think just because I am your younger brother that I am not just as clever as you!) (Zak is yawning now, by the way. He thinks I am getting too excited and should just calm down!)So, we couldn't have signed your books today anyway! And we hope they will be ENabled soon, though we can see your pictures fine! Well, we do want to tell you our Big Discovery. But right now, Mum is actually ready to go to bed (and it can be a real chore to convince her to do THAT, so if she is willing, we MUST go!)so, the Derg and I will bay with you later! (Watch out for those mantas hanging from bushes! I think I saw one the other night!!!)Love and GoodThingsToRollInForever, Jagger
Comment by: Jagger
Subject: Tails Are Sailing
message: Dear KwaliKumbiPrancy, We always run with our tails flagged high in the air, but today they are sailing in light winds across the Cook BentStrait, which is actually a slight bendy place at the end of the drive where Mum works (the flowing road really is called Cook!), for the simple and glorious reason we have met your Auntie today, and oh how she is so like your Mum! We think it grand to know a famous conservationist, so our tails are sailing high, high, high today, on light, light winds, that hoot and squeal and look for terns and penguins and fish in the most eBULLient way! Love and doGhugs, Scrunchie and Zak
Comment by: Barbara
Subject: Bird Dogs
message: This is a recipe for turning hounds into Bird Dogs; this recipe only Flies in the spring and summer. Take one large, hilly pasture with a little valley and creek winding through the middle. Our Meadow. Grow the meadow grasses to 1/2~1 meter tall. Send out invitations to meadowlarks, killdeer, chipping sparrows, red-winged blackbirds and various others to come live, play, nest and raise Birdlets in meadow. Mix in a slight air current (like that Great Pacific Wind that calms itself and then gently floats across the continent to become a serene breeze by the time it reaches here!) so that the meadow grasses sway gently back and forth, sort of like Tails that Sail. Now add 2-5 raven puppies to traverse the meadow. Look hard for said puppies, which are now invisible in the tall grasses. Keep looking! Find those beloved hounds, to check on them and make sure they are okay ~ but oh! We cannot SEE them! Where are they! Those slick little invisible phantoms of DogNess! Ah! All we need do is watch the birds! As the dogs move about, the birds flush, and where they ascend out of the swaying ocean of green, we can just make out the black tips of those Sailing Tails. They are now Bird Dogs, only visible by the movement of the birds. T'were it not for Birds, we would have lost our hounds in that great sea of green... Barbara, watching out the front window to make sure the hounds are safely still in the meadow, which the birds assure me they are...
Comment by: Zak
Subject: BOO!
message: We liked the Boo! Even if it wasn't yours, it was very like yoo, Auntie Carol! So we will put it here. Important Dews from us: We are not Spammering. We are Yammering Black and Tans, with big paws and eight thick claws, ten really, if yew include the Dews, which, if this be News to anyone, are fabulously large and useful and important. Oh, and a Big Baying BOO to YOO too! Love, Zak, Jobaggober, Mollyhound, Rawhide, Lydia, LittleBoy and Toby ~ 70 big thick claws,(for treeing) counting all the Dews! 92 if Yew want to include more than the Dews and add the hindclaws Tew!
Comment by: Zak
Subject: Mum's Math is Challenged
message: Mum typed in a very poor number! 7 Dogs times 8 hindclaws each is 56. Plus 70 frontclaws (with Dews) makes for 126 claws among us. We have no idea where she came up with 92 except it rhymes nice with Dew and Yew tew! She's weird like that; try to ignore it! We do! Okay, that might be a little Raven Lie! We actually never ignore our Mum, or her math!!!
Comment by: Jobaggober
Subject: Dearest Kwali
message: I guess our LegsFeelFine energy didn't work out this time. We are so, so sorry. But now we send you Lots of energy to prepare for LegsFeelingFine once again after those grand doctors help fix you! We are thinking of you every DogMinute, which is more frequently than in the span of a New York Minute of course! And throwing a lot of calming signals to your Mum and Kumbi, and a few tail flicks will probably do for Prancy, who, though watching over, may be nonplussed by the whole thing. AFterall, she probably is thinking "well, we're just doGs!" Haha! With Love, Scrunchie, Zak and Toby Too and the entire Willowfolke bunch!
Comment by: Thelma
Subject: Dear Kwali ~
message: Mum was explaining to me about the surgery you will be facing later this week. Even though I am a Cat, I really do like dogs, and thought you should know, that for a Cat, still I am willing to share good thoughts of SuccessfulSurgery and a RestfulRecovery. Actually, Prancy is doing the same I am sure. (Prancy and I would understand one another in this matter, even if it happened that you doGs don't fully get it. <g>!) I guess you had to disable your guestbook again, but I will sign it when I can! (Or, maybe it is something with Mum's computer again, it has its own ideas at times, nothing like us Cats, who ALWAYS go along with what is asked of us....hahahaha!) Yours In TastyTrout, Thelma
Comment by: Willowfolke All
Subject: Offerings
message: "When we offer a listening heart, we give our loved ones a safe place to rest." Flavia. We are listening, quietly, with Love; we hope you are resting, quietly and with Calm...
Comment by: Jobaggober
Subject: Dear Kwali ~
message: We finally have caught up with your MailltBay'lt (hey, like hay!) Gadget! We wanted to say hello and hope recovery is going well! We hear, and Mum showed us pictures, that you are "getting around" a lot these days, lots of views and places to rest without getting bored and being crated all the time! This is Bayfantabulous! Tomorrow is my birthday, though I don't really know that, Mum says it is so, whatever, so I told her what I wanted for my second birthday was to talk to Kwali, so here I am, baying "hello" and wishing your BlueLeg to be SunSoonLegFeelingFine, WheelingFine! BayLoveAll, Jagger
Comment by: Jagger
Subject: KwaliKwaliKwali~
message: We LOVE pictures of your NueBlueLeg! But you know what our favorite picture is! That RedLeg photo where you are in great repose on the sofa, I think with Prancy Cat! We send all our BlueLegFeelsFine Bayingsongs to you! Mum is going to be really swamped the next few days, so if you don't hear from us much, its not that we have fallen out of a tree or off the face of the Earth! Yours In ReallyGoodThingsTORollIn, oops, guess you can't roll in good stuff right now, as it might mess up that BlueLeg, so how about YoursInYummyThingsToChewOn! Jagger and (very hot) Willowfolke
Comment by: Jagger
Subject: Dear Kwali ~
message: And Kumbi, Prancy All ~ We owe you a big thanks! For sharing your Mum with us! She has figured out some webweaving that was driving our Mum crazy! We have never seen her like this! But now she is really enjoying those superb pages and especially those fabulous purple Our Leaves! We like them too! We see purple leaves in the forest too. At night, they do not look so green, really, they look purple! Well, maybe we didn't know what color to describe them as, but now we are saying they are purple, for very obvious and astutely Pacificish reasons! Love, Jagger and the Willowfolke
Comment by: Jaggeroni
Subject: PHP Defined
message: Dear Kwali and Kumbi~ I saw that Auntie Carol doesn't know what PHP stands for. I think you should remind her, according to the Book of doG, it means "Particularly Happy Puppies," which, living in the environments so full of DogNess as we do, we know this is absolutely true! Last night, when Daddy brought me in from hunting, I jumped on the bed next to Mum, who was only half asleep, and I curled up tight against her and lay my head over her side, in that spot right on her stomach where she can easily stroke my silky head and ears, which she did, as predicted! She told me I smelled of dried leaves and streams and soil and warm forest air. She kissed my ears and told me I was the sweetest raven puppy ever. Then she buried her nose in the folds of my ears, to scent the whole forest I brought inside on my satin coat. She fell asleep just like this. I was a Particularly Happy Puppy! Love, Jagger
Comment by: Squiggly Doo
Subject: DogHorse
message: Kwali and Kumbi~ we had our nails trimmed today. They are black and shiny and hard and huge, like four decorations on big tan paws. But we don't mind getting them trimmed, because Mum makes a big production of it! Mum loves our unicorns, you know, and so she said it would be fun for us if she trimmed our nails as if they were hooves. And they are like them! The unicorns fly on winged feet through the sea of grass, and so do we, through the forest! So we stand, and Mum holds up a foot just like with a horse, and trims them "upside" down like this! Easy to do with tall dogs like us; she just stands slightly next to and slightly over us! When we hold up our back legs, she doesn't have to worry about us kicking! Haha! But it makes nail trimming rather interesting! Sometimes we sit or lie down. Toby likes to lie down. I like to pretend I am a unicorn, a big black one with a satin coat and big tan hooves, and while she trims me, I fly through the meadow on those winged feet... Squig, and Jobaggober says hello too!
Comment by: Zak and Jobggober
Subject: Roaming Fences
message: Dearest Auntie Carol~ We love your article about fences. We are bayingly happy to see you included some notes about roaming appropriately for trailing and treeing! Whew! We didn't want to be Roamers! We are Fenceless Fencers. Our fences come in the form of "Come on boys!". Our boundaries have a soft voice and a kind heart and walks on two legs. She, (and sometimes Daddy too!) plays with us and watches us and will call us to return if we get too close to making a choice that could hurt us! She also lets us roam however long we want to in the forests, in safe places where there are not roads. We could, of course, chase deer or coyote far, far out of the woods, but we don't. We like other animals better and we have lots and lots of practice with those animals, so we really don't pay attention when deer dart in front of us or a coyote yips at us and runs off! They are kind of silly looking "dogs" anyway, don't you think! But for people who want to leave their dog outside unsupervised directly, your ideas for Good Dog fencing is great! Mum woul dhave to build 8 foot fences for us. Though I am sure if she told us to stay in a smaller fenced area, we would. Sometimes she doesn't trust her own training; well, that's because she doesn't much train us! We train her and she gives us hints and a few requests, so of course we always comply! If we don't, she knows soemthing must be wrong. Hey, thanks for considering those OkayRoaming things like herding and trailing! And we hope that many dogs have places where they can play inside Roaming Fences, those natural barriers or with good recalls! Bye! We are off to roam our meadow, with Mum watching, of course! Love, Zak and Jobaggober
Comment by: Jobaggober
Subject: Vines Are For Swinging
message: Kwali and Kumbi~ I have seen your photos of being in trees! I thought you ought to know, if you ever happen to be climbing in trees with vines, do take care in jumping down that, if you wish to swing in the vines , that YOU make that choice and do it; otherwise, you either ought to let the vines know swinging interests you not, or be very careful to avoid incidental swinging, as vines LOVE to have Beings swing from then, it is one of their greater purposes, and hardly anyone takes advantage of such brilliant opportunity, so the vines have taken to their own mischief of looking for potential vine-swing~ine Ca~nine (s)! They mean absolutely no harm by it, but my body is now recovered from unplanned swinging last week. Perhaps it would have helped had I not been swung by my belly and back legs sort of upside down! Baaar, baaar, baaar! (That's baying laughter in Coonhoundish, you know!) Love, Jobaggoberoni Vineroni
Comment by: Jaggeroni Pepperoni
Subject: The Sunflower Spat
message: Dear Kwali and Kumbi, (and Prancy too, though this DogStuff might bore you, and us dogs, we are cool with that. We know you cats have much better things to do with your time than mess with DogStuff, but we say hello anyway!) Zobak (the Derg) and I had a little spat today. We hardly ever have a serious spat, but this was about THE Sunflower. That is serious stuff! I had it, of course, and was keeping it out of Zak's reach, and so he wouldn't try to get it. So I kept a gentle hold of it in my teeth but kept flipping it up on top of his nose. He is quite polite, you know, and he still would not try to take it from me. I like it better when he tries to get it! Since he wouldn't, I got more animated, and tossed The Sunflower up in the air. Finally it landed in a way that was about half way between us, and Zak saw his chance to maybe get a hold of it and bolt. But I thought I could get a hold of it quicker. Somewhere in there someBody's teeth got in the way of someBody elses. We had a little Spat about that, a bit of noise, houndy snarling and we both were torn between not having a spat but keeping the Sunflower too! Mum was in the other room, and you know, she is rather silly, she says "hey guys. Is it worth all that noise over a silly Sunflower?" And she says this as if we understand every word (well, of course we do!) and she says it as if this is going to end our spat, which it does. So we dash into the room with her and raise our muzzles up to her face (she loves our velvet muzzles) and we start licking each others faces, to show her we are making up 300%. This always pleases her, and we know she knows we do it for ourselves because we are dogs and we do what dogs do, as, like you, we are permitted to ALWAYS be dogs first and foremost, and dogs-living-with-humans second, and not for her, but we still like it that it pleases her, so that is why we run into the room so she can see us making up! We do this outside too. I think she is curious about this phenomena, but it seems to make sense for ALL members of the household to see such reconciliation in progress, as it calms everyone! We are playing with The Sunflower again this evening, but I am being more carefull this time! Love, Jobaggober
Comment by: Scrunchie
Subject: Where?
message: No one can tell me, nobody knows, where the wind comes from, Where the wind goes. A.A.Milne. Mum says it might be windy in SukiSaluki. Wind is good for fluffing KumbiKoats, for MollySailing and for ManesTrailing while UnicornSailing! Oh, and a little air moving around while Trailing is good for houndNose Bay~ling! But not SO much wind that power is failing! So we sing to the wind, to avail itself of moderation! Love,LailingBay~ling, ScrunchieDoo,FlagTailing (and Zobak, who is wailing, but he always does that. He has BIG mouth!)
Comment by: Kwali
Subject: Now you can update this one too
message: Now that both Guestbooks are working (however crudely), you can update this page, too, right? Thu, 10 Nov 2005 01:08:17 Love, Kwali
Comment by: Jaggeroni Pepperoni Ringtail BigTan Paws
Subject: Dear KwaliKumbiPrancy
message: Mum's mail is in mael~storm or something! So, being Brilliant Hound, I wanted to say hello in a place I know you will see my pawprints on your page! We wanted to make a SnowTerrier, but the snow is rather dry and flimsy, won't stick proper. Well, it sticks pretty good after I water it for mum, but she says the color is all wrong for Terriering in the Snow! Picky, picky! I am off to run in the meadow soon, and we will, as we do every night, look up West and North to see you in the top of Tree! Love, Jobaggober and Twelve Other Paws
Comment by: Elwamui
Subject: Dear Almali
message: I am just playing around now. BraySing is falling alseep, so is my chance to have some fun without her checking on what I am up to! I am kind of sleepy too, but too coded up to fall totally into torpor! I just wanted to say hi, and hope you are helping Carola with webweaving, and also encouraging coonlolling dreaming too! I'll catch up with you proper sometime when she totally falls asleep! Haha! Love, Elwamui Hound
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