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Fido and Me – In which Fido wants to join a dating service

July 29, 2011

Fido says he wants to join a dating service.

Me, I was listening to a baseball game, concentrating on a two-on, two-out, one-run game, and this took me by surprise.

“What the heck-fire?” said I.

“It’s not that I’m lonely, but I’d like to have someone of my ilk to share experiences, romp around, get into sniffing contests, have conversations, discuss brands of kibble, that kind of thing.

“Good God, man,” I said. “Mammoth has more dogs than humans. Are you sure you’re not already sitting on a canine gold mine?”

Fido and Me – In which Fido contemplates Nietzsche and Keats

July 22, 2011

Fido rolled over on his side and let out a long breath.

“To live alone one must be a beast or a god, says Aristotle. Leaving out the third case: one must be both - a philosopher.”

“Whaa?” I says.

Fido repeated it.

“I’ve heard this before,” says I to Fido. Me, I was listening to the baseball game.

“It’s Friedrich Nietzsche,” says Fido.

“I can hardly believe my ears,” I says to him. “You buy that?”

“Dunno,” says Fido. “I’ll believe anything if there’s a biscuit in it.”

Fido and Me for July 15

July 15, 2011

Fido and I are playing checkers.

Most people think checkers is a kids' game, but checkers is more complicated than you'd think. Even more than that, checkers is a convivial game. It' not like chess. Chess is played by erudite and bloodthirsty combatants; Germany and France and all of that.

Fido is neither erudite nor bloodthirsty and checkers is the game for him.

Being a red dog, he always chooses the red pieces, so he gets the first move.

Fido and Me

July 10, 2011

I am trying to teach Fido baseball.

He’s doing pretty well since April, but he’s got a ways to go.

There is no set way to teach a dog baseball. For that matter, there’s no set way to teach a human, either. It’s an acquired thing, based on repetition.

“Wanna learn baseball?” I says to Fido as the season began. Snow was falling outside.

Fido says,”Hey Hey Hey Hey!”

So we began.