Welcome to where I am, where my kitchen's always messy, a pot's (or a poet) always about to boil over, a dog is always begging to be fed. Drafts of poems on the counter. Windows filled with leaves. Wind. Clouds moving over the mountains. If you like poetry, books, and music--especially dog howls when a siren unwinds down the hill-- you'll like it here.
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Thursday, January 7, 2010
Riding in Cars With Dogs
On my last trip home to SW Georgia for the Campbell Christmas reunion, we decided to take two of our dogs with us, Lord Byron (who wanders off the the Pizza Hut and laundromat if left outside) and Ace of Dogs. We knew the temps would fall into the teens while we were gone, and we were sure our big bear of a dog Bro and the smaller one, Pooja, would have the sense to sleep inside the garage. Byron and Ace were great traveling companions. Here are a couple of photos I took of them on the drive back to North Carolina.
Of course Byron expected to ride with me in the front passenger seat, on a pillow no less!
Ace had to make do with the back seat.
Once home, we built a fire in the woodstove and, you betcha, fed all the dogs.