My Penny is not the only one. In fact: "There can't be only one", if I may steal from Highlander.
There is nothing I can do to top the post I have linked, so I beg of you to read that. Its main result here has been a review of my pics of Penelope here upon the blog - and inspiration to create something of a different sort of Collection post.
I've been told of Dr. Brisbin, pretty much The authority on Carolina Dogs, but am also arrogant enough to self-diagnose Penelope's breed. As she is spayed, there is no other way to know. She just *is*. My ur-puppy.
She has the fishhook tail, the almond eyes - the yaller coat I cannot spend enough time scritching. She digs snout holes. She looks like pariahs across the world; those dogs in Egyptian stelae, living half-wild in New Guinea, known in Korea ... and the Midatlantic U. S.
Her relationship to the ground seems to me clearest in this photo. It's merely the thing she uses to lift herself up; nothing that has pull on her, it is the springboard from which her life above it is conducted. Occasionally, it makes a good place to nap.
... or to play ...
But really, the ground is just where she keeps a few things and leaps up from.
|This was my outdoor bone. It was like ten pounds. I flindered it.|
Only half an ounce or so remains of this mammajamma.
|This. Is my indoor bone. It is a hambone.|
The Yellow Poobah likes They Grey Poobah well enough. They get along.
But it's nowhere near so snugglesome as occasionally it may appear.
Pum's muscular power became clear to me about this moment, when I'd known her about a year:
Her smile is beautiful, and she loves Christmas.
Ugh. I mean, seriously. Have you ever seen a more beautiful thing, greater happiness and contentment, sweeter eyes, funnier ears?
A more natural nature?
I am privileged, both in Pen and in Gossamer too.
I oughtta repay the privilege I have in Pen, and take her to one of those tail-gate events for her kind.
They adopt good.
Yes. Yes, they do. As people, we should do as well.
And, to paraphrase Cy Brown's closing lines: I love *my* Penny. I'm her people.