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October 19th, 2012
“Do you think I’m getting a bit too chunky?”
Fido was in front of the mirror after his weekend brushfest, and he was not amused with what he saw.
“On the other hand,” he said, “I’m looking at some pretty chunky football players, and they seem to be doing all right, throwing each other around the field and generally creating mayhem.”
“Is mayhem what you want, Fido?”
October 12th
“I had a great Columbus Day,” Fido said.
“Gosh, Fido, I had no idea. It seemed like a regular day of work for me, except for no snail mail and the banks were closed. Oh yeah, and there were a bunch of Columbus Day sales events online.”
October 5th
“I think I’d like to try biofeedback.”
“Fido, that is SO 90s.”
“But I’d still like to try it. I am, to put it simply, a wreck!”
“Gosh Fido, I had no idea. You look OK to me and you seem to be sleeping all right, and your diet seems to be right on target.”
“Verily,” Fido said, “but I dissemble.”
September 28th
By
George Shirk - Times News Editor
âWhatâs a debate?â
âA debate can be a lot of things, Fido, but basically it is when two people with different ideas engage in argument under a certain set of agreed-upon rules.â
Fido thought about this for a moment or two.
âWhy donât they just bark at each other?â he wanted to know. âThat works for me, and lots of other dogs around here.â
âThey do, in that human kind of way. Sometimes they have a little coyote yip in their voices; sometimes they let loose with a basso profondo. But youâre right. Itâs basically just barking at each other.â
September 21st
âIâd like to make a paragraph but I donât know how to do it,â Fido said.
âItâs not too hard, Fido. Just press the âreturnâ key and then hit the âtabâ key and youâre hunky dory. Do you mind if I ask what youâre doing?â
Fido was quite a sight. He had managed to pull on a green copy-editor visor and was now scrunched over the keyboard.
âI am going to be the first dog member of the Outdoor Writers Association of California!â he cried.
He had all the necessary stuff. Where and how he learned to pack a notebook, a digital camera, and a GoPro, I have no idea.
September 14th
A totally random sampling of what Mammothites are reading, culled from here and there, appearing every now and then
Mary Canada, Eastern California Museum archivist: “The Next 100 Years,” by George Friedman.
âWhat the heck is THIS?â Fido wanted to know.
âItâs a bag of treats!â
âHey hey hey hey!â he said. âWhatâs that other thing?â
âOh this little old thing?â I said, and reachedâtentativelyâ into the shopping bag. âItâs a muzzle, Fido, and it goes around your nose and mouth, kind of like your Gentle Leader.â
âI hate it already,â Fido said.
âYeah, I know, but you canât have one, the bag of treats, without the other, you big red lug. Itâs going to snow pretty soon, and we have to get used to you wearing this thing, or they wonât let you on the bus.â
September 7th
It has been an unforgettable summer and this weekend kept the momentum going into fall.
With the sounds of bluegrass music coming from the Village and a breathtaking art festival at Samâs Woodsite, life in Mammoth keeps getting better and better.
Summer timeâfor most of usâis the best time to kick back and enjoy the outdoor beauty and calm weather.
Autumn usually slows down, but not for us. Every weekend in September is jam-packed with activities and drinking opportunities.
âHey where did everybody go?â Fido wanted to know. âOne minute this place is hoppinâ crazy wild, and the next, nothing. No new dogs to play with. No new sounds. What happened to the hiss of mountain bike tires on the road? And the squealing kids in the pool?â
âTake it easy, Fido,â I said. âItâs that time of the year. A lot of the visitors have gone home. Theyâre going back to school. Theyâre going back to work. Weâll see them again next summer, I promise.â
âBut, but, but âŠâ
September 5th
By
Jonny Walker â Special to the Times
On Friday afternoon, if you were trying to drive up Canyon Blvd, you would have been surprised to see a sight unique to this town—a large gathering of mud covered teams dressed in strange but matching outfits all showering together in the middle of the road.
September 1st
The Mammoth Lakes Repertory Theatre this week announced its season, beginning Oct. 4 with âThe Marvelous Wonderettesâ and ending May 3 with a return of the Long Beach City College Studio Singers.
Between those shows are a host of productions in the theatreâs most ambitious season yet. âWe are excited to be able to expand our season this year,â said Shira Dubrovner, the artistic director.
âTwo projects weâve done, âTheatre for Young Audiencesâ and âEvening with the Stars,â weâve not done together in the same season due to cost and staff restraints,â Dubrovner said.
August 31st
A totally random sampling of what Mammothites are reading, culled from here and there, appearing every now and then.
âWhat a cute boy!â said the stranger.
âWho, me?!?!?â Fido asked, blushing.
The stranger walked over to Fido, who was blissfully sitting under a table at last weekendâs âMammoth Rocks/A Taste of the Sierraâ festival in the Village. He was manning the booth for the paper.
âAre you the dog in the paper all the time?â she said.
âThatâs me!â Fido said, and he wagged his stump.
âWant to hear a story?â Fido said to the woman.
âWhy, yes, Fido,â she responded. âI love stories.â
Fido wormed his way from beneath the tableânot an easy thing to do for a big, red, 80-pound chow mix.
August 24th
A totally random sampling of what Mammothites are reading, culled from here and there, appearing every now and then.
âToday weâre going to do some weather stripping,â I said to Fido.
âHey hey hey hey! I LOVE weather stripping,â he said. âItâs only just about my favorite thing in the whole wide world.â
Fido paused.
âWhatâs weather stripping?â
âItâs when you have an opening in a door or a window that you want to block. You see that small little sliver at the bottom of our door? Iâm going to fix that, and Iâm not going to buy a new door. Iâm going to fetch some weather stripping from the hardware store, install it, and things will be hunky-dory for the winter. No drafts this year, no siree.â