Buoyant

Buoyant

One Pacific duck bobs down and up in foam
and I remember that there dwells a joy
not half a breath from drowning.







(This poem was yesterday's).

Photos of dogs

I got some good ones! Spring is hitting its stride and Kyn and I hit the beach yesterday to celebrate it.

In addition to gently introducing some more of the behaviors Coba will need in open level obedience, I have begun to focus more on training him to show in conformation. I plan to start attending handling clinics more frequently, and I'm trying to stack him several times a day, which should get him more comfortable standing properly and holding it long enough to be judged well. I'm getting better at coinvincing him to keep his ears up, too.

Handling in obedience is much more comfortable for me, but my dog is ready and I think he is good. Given my level of inexperience, the fact that I'll only be showing him locally and his somewhat imperfect ear set, I probably won't be able to finish his championship, but I'm really hoping that he can at least earn some points towards it before he reaches retirement age.

So: I am learning to stack and will try to take regular photos to analyze what I need to do (also to record progress and for prettiness). Critique is invited, although for this set, bear in mind he is on an uneven surface and his coat was last finished a week ago.



( A bunch of stacks and some nice action shots! )

Octopus

Octopus (a love poem)

Curled careful beneath stone, she sensibly
remains discreet, softness protected as necessary.
She will take what shape she wants, and when; she notices
what is relevant to her world, and acts according.
How breathless, to see her graceful tentacle extended!
How splendid she is in her element!









NoPo is a bit challenging to focus on tonight! I rode a long while, though. And groomed the shelties.