Love that dog poem

Love that dog poem

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Love that dog poem was in The Wall Street Journal today. There is a picture of the dog with the caption, "He knows how to be a pooch."

The dog, and I am assuming it's a doggy, is standing at the kitchen counter with a plate. The plate has a banana on it. The dog is looking at the banana and he has a face on, like, 'Dang! That is good.' And he's staring at it intently. You know that feeling you get sometimes when you can't get a banana, and you are on a trip to Hawi or something, and you get hungry, and you get the bananas in the refrigerator, and they're great, but you are too embarrassed to eat them because you're on a diet and don't want to be seen eating bananas? That feeling? That is a pooch looking at a banana and saying, 'Dang! That is good.'

There is also this caption, "It's the little things that count."

But the best picture is this. It's a video I took of the dog in the park. I set the camera on a tripod and I walked down to the dog and the dog was sitting on a bench. The dog had a tennis ball. The dog was not playing with the ball, but the ball was right next to him. And he was staring intently at the ball, and his tongue hanging out, and he was staring at the ball, and then he put his paw over the ball.

I was walking down the path, so I was a few feet away from the dog, when the dog leaned down and his tongue got longer and his paw stayed on the ball and he looked at the ball, and then he pulled the ball over to his feet. And then he looked at the ball. And then the dog put the ball under his feet. And then the dog started sniffing the ball. And then the dog started licking the ball. And then the dog started rolling the ball back and forth.

I looked at my watch. I thought, 'Oh, man, I've got time.' So I got a couple of shots of the dog rolling the ball back and forth, but then I got impatient and I had to leave and got in the car and left the dog in the park. But I will come back. I will come back. I promise.

Friday, September 11, 2008

There's something really special about living in a place where the r is fresh, the light is bright, the sky is blue, and the people are nice.

So it is for me in New York, and there are plenty of reasons to be proud of being from the Big Apple, but the number one reason to be proud of being a New Yorker is to be a New Yorker. I don't want to move anywhere else because I have grown accustomed to the things I like about New York.

I like the energy of the city. I like the excitement. I like how I can hear a siren and look up in the sky and I know that siren was a fire truck and not an ambulance and that that is really cool. I like walking through the city. It's a big town. It's exciting. It's not crowded like some cities. The sidewalks are long. I like walking in New York. I like that I can ride a bike. I like that I can ride a bike without being chased by the police. I like that I can go to an ice cream shop and say I want two scoops of pistachio ice cream and I can get that. And I like that in the city. I like that in the city, I can walk the dog.

And you know,

Watch the video: Love That Dog - Part 1 (October 2022).

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