Monday, April 24, 2017

the handsomest little man in the world








Our sweet, handsome, forever pup. 
I brought you home twelve years ago today.
We love you, big buddy.

An update: since we saw the vet and put our guy on 150 mg of Rimadyl every day, Durango has improved with each week that goes by. He also gets monthly Adequan (glucosamine) shots and BACON on shot day!
He's excited to walk and he does well on his walks. He plays ball in the yard every night. He's happy. It's changed his life and we could not have hoped for more.

Sunday, April 9, 2017

holy coyote





 




I traveled the snowy roads. I walked through the silent pinon and cedar forest, smelled the sage on the canyon rim.
As I approached the mesa, snow turned to rain. I stood on the rippled sandstone, hearing nothing but the rain and the water flowing from pool to pool and eventually to the small wash below the sandstone.

Holy.

As I turned to leave, Coyote Spirit rose from the mist, his bones scattered on the wet ground. He beckoned me closer and offered me a small vertebra, bits of flesh still clinging to the bone.
I whispered that I had nothing to give him and he said my presence was enough.
It's all right.

Thursday, April 6, 2017

three dogs, two people, one mesa









Yes, that IS an ornament. I found it in an old Navajo sheep camp!


My first watercolor. Please be kind. :)





I don't want to go home!
We almost didn't go. We almost let our fears over Durango's ability to do/not do anything strenous stop us.
But we knew, we knew, if the dogs aren't happy, nobody's happy. 
And with that in mind, we spent a glorious five days on the mesa.