Ramblin' Rose

Every time

I attend an appointment

workshop

conference

I learn something new.

To get me thru

BLOCK

And see the dog.

and see the human blooming...

I’m moving.

Dead as a dog.

He left her like a dog.

He treated him like a dead dog in the street.

I wouldn't even do that to a dog.

Is he friendly?

He was an animal, he wasn't a human being!

It's like teaching on old dog a new trick.

I knew it was her time to die.

She treated me like a dog!

Before I met him he was a dog.

Beware of dog.

What dog doesn't bark?

He bit me like a dog!

You are a dog without a fucking bone!

I can never let dead dogs lie.

I pee'd like a large dog.

Lie down with dogs, you end up with fleas.

Even dogs have dreams

Not like machines.

Sitting in a cage for long hours is no way to start a puppies life or make a new dog feel safe and loved. Be prepared to have a dog, take off work for at least a week and hire a force free or positive based trainer if you need help.

 A sensory deprived dog is an outsider. The more sensory info the dog receives the more developed her mind will become. Combine good food with feeling safe and that's a good beginning. Nerve cells in the brain grow and make new synaptic connections to other nerve cells when stimulated. If a pup does not have a stimulating environment she might not be accepting of new sights, sounds and experiences. This...

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                Dying doesn't bother me

                Not being able to live

                Does.

Happiness fills the room...mother.

Lying in a safe bed alone with my new parent.

We walk with this cord between us.

We walked first in her huge house

then we went outside.

And all the new smells, sights and sounds!

I have my own bed next to her.

She looks at me all night till her eyes close.

and I close mine.

I wake up and there she is!

And we get busy, then eat...then walk

She talks a lot

And makes me laugh. 

I am

her new half.

When life is grey

And so are you,

Let us think of something to do.

To bend your mind

To connect with mine

Sad dog

Will not be blue.

Beauty is my own garden 

Where new colors emerge

with the cold life

I lived with old loved ones.

The Brazilian orchids are flamed

as always this spring

For they are my moments of joy.

Today Martha told me

that this is my meadow,

At the end of Morningside Park...

My dogs know me

and I know them...

Fall into the grass

And roll with this.

Little dog
fearful silent dog
You to me a beautiful flower
Growing.

Who found you in the urban road?
Karma comes to those who boldly do.

I will touch your sweet face
And never harm you
I will give you the best in this world.

Dreaming of becoming one with you.
Dreaming of walking in the world us two.

When I ask you to dress I confess
When you are ready
I am so proud to take your paw.

Looking down at your racing heart
Never will we part.

Yellow dog pretty yellow dog why do you draw your body away from me
when my hand comes near your pretty yellow face 
dog why when I reach for you to try and say hi you
pull away so far a scar was it that first trainer who put his big hands
around your yellow snout you couldn't breathe and he said you did it wrong
sad song and made you scared of the hands of the human hands
this way of this trainer who hit you with a slap on the head every time
you tried to get it right that sit and down pushing you down I will never do this
and I promise to teach the human...

                                                              THIS BANYAN TREE

Recieves the migrating
Birds

And says I welcome you.
The Pope says this too.

The saved palm protects my song
Because I brought her back to life.

I am working to see that dogs
become companions..
rather than computers.

Listen...
The moon all red roaring.

And I say thank you
as we stop on the bridge
normally shallow water
now a lake.

In parking lots and doorways,
around the cars or a far,

Thank you for loving me
Inside this Banyan tree.

How do I come here to be 
laying next to you in the night
where the stars show us our
love outside the leaves falling
in darkness and the rain the
cool rain and the blasts of wind
on the holy roof
I am amazed that I love you
still so close to death and
much more than any human 
on the corner of the bed 
we breathe heavy into the air.

One for you.
One for me.

One for you.
Two for me.

One for you.
Three for me.