From: owner-lucy-list-digest@smoe.org (lucy-list-digest) To: lucy-list-digest@smoe.org Subject: lucy-list-digest V4 #256 Reply-To: lucy-list@smoe.org Sender: owner-lucy-list-digest@smoe.org Errors-To: owner-lucy-list-digest@smoe.org Precedence: bulk lucy-list-digest Saturday, November 9 2002 Volume 04 : Number 256 In this issue: [lucy-list] from Arizona, with rottweilers ---------------------------------------------------------------------- Date: Fri, 08 Nov 2002 19:15:06 -0800 From: "Benay Bubar" Subject: [lucy-list] from Arizona, with rottweilers OK, c'mon, you all have to talk some more about Lucy even though I am away! It's too quiet here again. Yes, greetings to the Lucy-list from sunny Tucson, Arizona, where I would be having a very relaxed vacation were I not dealing with a)long-distance family emergencies, hopefully being resolved soon, and b)four dogs. The four dogs might not be of much concern except that the friend I am visiting is a doctor who works nights and sleeps during the day, meaning that I have to amuse myself a lot, and if I want to do something as daring as WALK THROUGH THE HOUSE TO GET TO THE COMPUTER, I am almost invariably confronted with three very large barking creatures hurtling toward me...one of whom is a 110-pound rottweiler. I feel silly for complaining about waterbugs in my apartment...from now on, I am perhaps going to just be glad they aren't rottweilers. The big rottweiler here is actually very sweet, I'm told, and I'm told he just wants to play, and I know he can't HELP being a 110-pound rottweiler...still, I am reduced to a panicky, mincing gait when I come anywhere near his loping, panting, barkingly enthusiastic self. It doesn't help that his owner enjoys putting her hand in his mouth and playing with his teeth, and he likes to offer me his open mouth in hopes that I will enjoy this game too... OK, so I said THREE dogs come hurtling toward me when I walk through the house...the fourth one is not quite as intimidating, being a BABY rottweiler named Sophie. Sophie weighs about five pounds and has been living with me in a small area of the guest quarters while she's being house-trained. It is with Sophie that I have bonded...well, as much as I am capable of bonding with a dog, which is only slightly more than Lucy is capable of bonding with a bug...and I've decided that because I am spending all this time with her, I must take seriously my responsibilities in providing this puppy with positive formative experiences. To that end, I have been playing music to Sophie the rottweiler puppy. The results? It's too soon to tell much, but I think that Sophie shakes her squeaky stuffed octopus (a troublesomely unrealistic dog toy...not only because dogs do not often encounter octopi in their daily lives in the wild, but also because this octopus has only FOUR tentacles, and they are four different colors...and I won't even mention the squeakiness factor!) with more vigor when Lucy sings an angry song. And the experiment continues...there's more Lucy music to come in Sophie's life. This dog may grow up to be a big, scary rottweiler, but by golly, she is going to have good musical taste if nothing else! Over and out, for now... Benay ------------------------------ End of lucy-list-digest V4 #256 ******************************* This has been a posting from the Lucy Kaplansky mail list digest To unsubscribe send mail to Majordomo@smoe.org with "unsubscribe lucy-list-digest" in the body of the message