Mom is starry-eyed with the hawk cam outside the NYU president's office, exclaiming every time she catches a glimpse of the baby, which viewers have named Pip. He is kind of cute, but although I like the Dickens reference, for me it's only a virtual attraction: I prefer chasing the real goslings, eight of them, that have arrived at the pond.
I got close to another fowl last week: a rooster, brought to Senior Pet Day at Wellesley High School. Not senior-aged pets, but pets of senior-level teens. While not exactly the star of the show (that designation of course goes to moi) it was a rather unusual choice. Less unusual, perhaps, than the photo of the pet rock that was circulated as ambulatory pets and seniors paraded.
Just to make my presence known, I let out a spectacular bay at the sight of one of my neighbors, a scruffy black thing. Small, but vicious. Unfortunately, I have firsthand knowledge of its tiny sharp teeth. Fortunately, my height came in handy when it attempted to go for the jugular.
Speaking of tall, was that a horse at WHS last week, just outside the library doors? Despising being upstaged, I'm glad I wasn't present.
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Every dog has its dreams. Rescue pup Rory joins this blog, begun by Tucker, a Walker Foxhound, who like his predecessor Sparky, a Dalmatian, was adopted from Buddy Dog Humane Society in Sudbury, MA. They have have inspired a doggie bakery, a picture book, the construction of a 6-foot fence, and underwritten several veterinary practices.
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