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Tuesday, July 8, 2025
Bird Dogs Aim High
Our dogs are bird dogs, so anything flying needs to be chased. This morning their barking was unlikely to be useful.
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When my mother had a Dobermann as a pet, the Goodyear Blimp used to fly over our house regularly, droning loudly. Sasha ignored it, not even looking up at it, until one time she and I were in the backyard with the blimp passing over us. I pointed up, and Sasha looked up at the blimp I was pointing at, and barked at it. For the rest of her life, she barked every time the blimp passed over anywhere near the house. Not that she could ever retrieve it, but I had created . . . . Something. Not a monster, but with a single gesture I showed her what was making that noise, and she understood she was to announce its presence.
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