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“I don’t even want to come in out of the rain.”
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Everybody likes #TheTraitors.

Alan: (describes a horrible fate)

Gideon: (wag wag wag)
February 8, 2026 at 1:28 AM
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NOT TIRED.
January 29, 2026 at 5:32 AM
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People finally stop
To talk to each other - the neighbors

We didn't know were always here.
Today they are ready for business,
Armed with a new vocabulary,

[…]

The shift of the wind matters again,
And we are so simple, so happy to hear
The scrape of a shovel next door.

Phillis Levin, The Blizzard
A blue heeler dog lays cuddled atop a person on a grey couch in a cozy living room. In the background are a planted aquarium and a snowy shovel propped against a closet door. The dog is peacefully asleep. A black and white husky mix dog sleeps on a grey loveseat. His head rests against a blue pillow and a rolled chew that he’s saving for later. There is an extravagant potted palm on the windowsill and light beyond the blinds.
January 26, 2026 at 1:20 PM
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So few grains of happiness
measured against all the dark
and still the scales balance.

The world asks of us
only the strength we have and we give it.
Then it asks more, and we give it.

Jane Hirshfield, “The Weighing”
A blue heeler puppy wearing a raspberry-colored fleece vest and a high-viz orange blanket sniffs at the edge of a bay. In the foreground is dead brown saltgrass and icy snow. Cold grey water under a grey sky stretches beyond the puppy to a far shore lined with winter trees and a few houses.
January 8, 2026 at 3:42 PM
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“O California, don’t you know the sun is only a god / if you learn to starve for him? I’m bored with the ocean / I stood at the lip of it, dressed in down, praying for snow”

Danez Smith, “I’m Going Back to Minnesota Where Sadness Makes Sense”
A blue heeler puppy pounces in silhouette across a snowy field of corn stubble. The sky is cloudy with a haloed sun.
January 5, 2026 at 11:58 PM
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Snooze.
A blue heeler dog lays on a grey couch with navy blankets. She is sleeping peacefully; her eyes are closed and her ears splay out to either side.
January 4, 2026 at 1:58 PM
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Apocalypse lessons for apocalypse dogs.
A grey couch covered in navy Rumpl blankets stretches towards a television on a wooden desk against a dusky blue wall. An episode of Fallout is showing on the tv, with people in blue jumpsuits emerging from a ventilation tunnel. A white perspn’s hand stretches into the frame to cradle the head of a blue heeler dog who is laying atop the blankets. In the background, a black and white dog snoozes on a grey loveseat.
January 4, 2026 at 1:57 PM
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“[…] We know too much
and too little. Does the breeze need us?
The cliffs? The gulls?
If you’ve managed to do one good thing,
the ocean doesn’t care.
But when Newton’s apple fell toward the earth,
the earth, ever so slightly, fell
toward the apple.”

Ellen Bass, “The World Has Need of You”
An adolescent blue heeler wearing a blaze orange and silvery vest stands at the edge of a frozen lake, gazing out across it at who know what.
January 1, 2026 at 2:42 AM
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“Snow would be the easy / way out—that softening / sky like a sigh of relief / at finally being allowed / to yield. No dice.”
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Rita Dove, “November for Beginners”
Two dogs, one a black and white husky mix and the other a blue heeler puppy, stand in a dry stick-season field with pale leafless trees beyond. Both dogs are obscured by tall dry brown grass and equally dead flowers, but their attentive ears and high-viz orange vests give their location away.
November 26, 2025 at 1:19 AM
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Today in Cattle Thing Can Help: “I know you’re working so I brought you my toy so we can play while you work.”
An adolescent blue heeler puppy stands on a dark-colored rug atop a linoleum floor and looks expectantly up at the camera. A neon yellow and purple braided fleece tug toy is on the floor just in front of her, next to a human’s sandaled foot.
November 20, 2025 at 2:12 AM
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A very happy six months of life to Wayout’s Gone Loud, called Gideon, and sibs. Apocalypse days call for apocalypse dogs, and it’s an honor and brings me such joy to watch this little one learn who she is.
Two dogs trot away from the camera along a trail though an open autumn plain. There are red-branched shrubs to either side, and a line of conifers in the distance meet the blue and clouded sky. The righthand dog is a blue heeler puppy; she is curved slightly in as if looking for guidance from the black and white husky mix. A blue heeler puppy gallops towards the camera with a big open-mouthed smile. In the background, a black and white husky mix stands and watches. They’re on a powerline trail through an open salt marsh. A blue heeler puppy with a half mask sits on a sandy beach and stares up attentively at the camera. There is a bit of sand on her nose as if she’s been digging. A blue heeler puppy lies on a rock-and-sand beach. The ocean stretches beyond, and in the foreground is a Kobo ereader being held by the human to whom the puppy appears to be leashed. The puppy is nibbling on a crab leg that she found and is industriously trying to figure out.
November 12, 2025 at 6:17 PM
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My favorite part of life with cattle things today is that every time I ask a dog, “What are you doing?” the answer is I HELP BETTER in the least helpful but most sincere way possible. Cleaning the yard? Chopping potatoes? Retrieving a ball from inside the temp fencing (again)? Cattle thing can help!
A blue heeler puppy with a half-mask looks up at the camera from between a standing person’s blue-jeaned legs and booted feet. The grass below her feet is autumnal dry and dotted with dead leaves. The puppy’s expression is alert and interested, and her mouth is open in a doggish smile.
November 6, 2025 at 10:43 PM
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Transported some sandwiches at a different polling place this evening and was awarded another sticker. Just to write a thousand times on the chalkboard, “I will not troll the internet with an extended voted-twice bit,” before they’d let me leave.
An “I voted” sticker rests on a silvery metal surface. The sticker bears a child’s drawing. The top half presumably represents an American flag, with red and white stripes and seven white stars on a navy field. The bottom half shows a grey rock meeting blue ocean. A green state of New Hampshire with a smiley face and one hand is fishing in the ocean. The sticker says “I voted” in black text.
November 5, 2025 at 1:35 AM
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Almost forgot to grab a sticker, but the poll workers had my back.
An “I voted” sticker held by a white person over a cream-colored tile floor. The sticker bears a drawing of a child’s(?) majestic moose atop a cliff with an autumn forest below and white-capped mountain in the background. “I voted” is written in green across the blue sky. The shape of New Hampshire stands in for the letter O.
November 4, 2025 at 6:04 PM
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“Every time we love we’re saying, / Let it ride / and what’s on the table / is the rent money. / And every time we stride again / out into the crisp desert night / our fists shoved deep into empty pockets / we know ourselves for losers.”

Jack McCarthy, “The Spaces Between”
A black and white husky mix dog wearing an orange high-visibility blanket runs through an open forest. He’s focused on something ahead and out of frame. A black and white husky mix dog wearing an orange high-visibility blanket stands in a sun-drenched open forest. A black and white husky mix dog walks away from the camera along a trail that leads into a sunlit field. Tall trees stretch to the sky to either side.
November 2, 2025 at 2:23 AM
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Baby’s first beach.
October 30, 2025 at 6:26 PM
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T vibes so husky now that I have a houseful of cattle dogs, which is wild given that he’s really quite cattle doggy by comparison when hanging with literally anything else.
A black and white husky mix dog is turning at speed at the muddy edge of a wide bay. The sky is heavily clouded, which a strip of glowing sunrise between distant tree-lined shore and clouds.
October 28, 2025 at 11:28 AM
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When I talk about Gideon’s “you see this shit?” check-in face, is what I mean. Cracks me up every. Single. Time.
A lanky blue heeler puppy stands on the grass beside a wide pond. She’s looking across the water at something out of frame. The trees on the far side are green and yellow and orange and the water reflects the cotton-candy near-twilight clouds above. Same puppy in the same spot. She now looks back and directly at the camera with an alert, deeply judgmental expression.
October 28, 2025 at 11:26 AM
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How it started / how it’s going.
A blue heeler puppy with a half-mask stands with her front paws up on a standing person’s denim shorts. She is smiling and quite young, with ears just starting to stand upright, and the person is stretching an arm down into the frame to help support her. Same puppy is now growing into a lanky near-adolescent and stands with front paws up on a standing person’s black and white plaid pants. She is coiled and ready to leap skyward. Same puppy has flung herself up so her face is exiting the top of the frame; she is a motion blur.
October 9, 2025 at 1:02 PM
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“And I feel terrible about the whole argument between / free will and destiny. All that I want is everything I want. / Music and rain and slight variations between the two.”

Clay Matthews, “Poem in Which I Sort of Break Down”
A blue heeler puppy stands on a mossy stump in an open forest. The trees are mostly still green but there are dry brown leaves on the ground. The puppy is looking over her shoulder at something out of frame.
October 2, 2025 at 4:43 PM
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“There is more and more I tell no one, / strangers nor loves. / This slips into the heart / without hurry, as if it had never been. / And yet, among the trees, something has changed. / Something looks back from the trees, / and knows me for who I am.”
A blue heeler puppy wearing a teal collar stands amid tall grass and goldenrod in front of an open forest. She is looking away from the camera into the trees; her posture is alert and curious.
September 24, 2025 at 4:54 PM
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“I want someone / to have a crush on me / for a change”

R. Eirik Ott, “Crushworthy”

(The puppy is steadfast in her quest to convince Titus that she is Very Grown Up and Extremely Cool. Gettin’ there!)

#apocalypsedogs #dogwalking #morningwalk #touchgrass #dogs #poetry #theyregooddogsbrent
Two dogs stand between a treeline to the right and a salt marsh at low tide to the left. One is a blue heeler puppy, trundling industriously through the tall grass in front of a black and white dog who watches with curiosity. A black and white dog walks a trail through an open forest. A blue heeler puppy tags along very close at his side. The black and white dog walks away from the camera along a trail through an open forest. The blue heeler puppy stands a bit behind him and off to the left, looking back at the camera to make sure the photographer is still there. The black and white dog continues through the forest, enjoying this casual hike in nature. The blue heeler puppy, now reassured that her person is still following, runs to catch up to the adult dog.
September 24, 2025 at 3:21 AM
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“That’s me, looking for a chance to call / home and say, I have not abandoned you, / Hope.”
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-Bruce Bond, “Circle”

#morningwalk #touchgrass #dogwalking #otherpeoplespoetry #morelight
Two dogs stand in an open forest in morning light. A blue heeler puppy is upright with front feet on a fallen log. She looks up the trail at a black and white dog who is looking back at her. Both dogs are attentive, each waiting for the other to resume a game of chase.
September 23, 2025 at 4:03 AM
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“Ten-year-olds / should stick with burning houses, car wrecks, / ships going down—earthbound, tangible / disasters, arenas / where they can be heroes. You can run / back into a burning house, sinking ships / have lifeboats, the truck will come / with their ladders, if you jump / you will be saved.”
A blue heeler puppy sits on the grass smiling up at the camera. One front paw is raised and she is coiled to jump up on the person whose blue-leaned leg is visible on the lounge chair in the left half of frame.
September 17, 2025 at 11:48 AM
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“The first day it feels like fall / I want to tell my secrets / recklessly until there is nothing / you don’t know that would make / your heart change years from now.”
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-Stacie Cassarino, “Midwest Eclogue”
A black and white dog walks away from the camera along a wide flat trail. There are trees, many birches, to either side. The trail is lightly sprinkled with the season’s earliest fallen and drying leaves.
September 14, 2025 at 1:55 AM