Wednesday, November 9, 2011

I Think; Therefore, I Wag

Sometimes my mom asks me what I'm thinking about.

I wag. Thump, thump, thump. This is what I’m thinking:

"Cuddles, food, life. And something more."

I think about how named colors represent abstractions.

I think about how one dog biscuit might be better than another, but both are pretty good.

I think about how I prefer raw meat but never get to eat it.

I think about the eurozone.

I think about how our Swiss landlady likes to clean and my mom prefers to write a poem.

I think about how humans are perpetual failures.

I think about how it is important to love them anyway.


  1. Tootsie, we were traveling when we first read this -- shared it with several friends but didn't write to tell you how you are a very wise little dog, as well as a fun one! Thanks for sharing your thoughts.

  2. Dear Christa,

    Thanks so much for sharing this with friends. I really appreciate it and your kind comments.

    I remain--as ever--your little sausage friend.

    Keep on wagging.


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