Scooter and I have come to town (Santa Cruz) form our mountain top retreat in Boulder Creek (Thank you Esther Campos!). Just moments ago we finished our walk along West Cliff (see photo) and well Scooter just wants you all to know that I have become a well socialized and actualized Canine!
Now I am not making any promises about my behavior once I get back to TJ but Scooter is besides himself and beaming with pride at how "good" I was during our little trip to the beach this afternoon. Now I know that "good" is just another form of dualistic discrimination but the poor little guy has been trying so hard with me so I thought I would throw him a bone. (I kill myself!)
Last time we went to West Cliff for a little stroll I was a bit more on the defensive, and with good reason. Scooter had met this Laura person who picked us up and took us to West Cliff here in Santa Cruz. I could tell that Scooter thought she was cute cuz he just wasn't paying attention to all the dangers which were facing him. So I took a proactive stance when faced with such threats as small children on bicycles, people walking, people walking with dogs!, and, gasp, dogs off their leashes! So while Scooter and Laura were engrossed in such heady topics as "I as a Libra, don't really believe in astrology!" and "Gee your hair smells terrific!" (Yuck! At least tell her her butt smells terrific..), I made it my mission to intercept and destroy all these potential malfeasors! It got so tedious: Scooter would be telling Laura about his "Law Degree" (big whoop!)while I had my fangs sunk deep into some basset's haunches while the basset's owner is screaming at Scooter about little ol' moi! Too precious. So after that it was quite amusing watching Scooter trying to impress this woman while holding me face down in the sand while I growled and bared my fangs.
So today I was little Miss perfect pooch. I healed past all passers; canine, human, and vela (of or pertaining to a bicycle) and then when we got to the beach I met Dexter, the setter/lab mix and Sheila the pitbull and a number of others of my species and we all had a marvelous and most civilized time romping in the waves. I didn't even growl at anybody the whole time!
Too bad Scooter was alone.
To top off a perfect day at the beach even scooter got some well deserved praise while bent over and scooping my doggie doodie into a plastic bag: "Good Human!" shouted a bicyclist. I shit you not!
Well were off to the Seshinn at the Santa Cruz Zen Center. Kiss kiss woof woof,
Ginger
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