Paws Pause, or Faux Paw

Hawken the Irish Wolfhound plays with a stuffed dog on the back deck earlier this week. He is as good-natured as any animal I've ever known, but doesn't know his size or strength yet, and can be a handful.
Hawken the Irish Wolfhound plays with a stuffed dog on the back deck earlier this week. He is as good-natured as any animal I’ve ever known, but doesn’t know his size or strength yet, and can be a handful.
For a while it seemed like we were feeding Hawken his weight in dog food, but this growth spurt has tapered off.
For a while it seemed like we were feeding Hawken his weight in dog food, but this growth spurt has tapered off.

Hawken the Irish Wolfhound’s astonishing growth spurt has plateaued. He is still very much a puppy, but he is learning to mind a little at a time. I walk him on a circular route from the house to the front of the patch to the pond and back once or twice a day. It might be a half a mile. It tires him out, and he sometimes wants to stop and rest.

Abby works with Hawken on his leash last week.
Abby works with Hawken on his leash last week.
My Nissan Juke sits in the grass near the redbud tree recently. I've had it almost four years now, and it remains my all-time favorite car.
My Nissan Juke sits in the grass near the redbud tree recently. I’ve had it almost four years now, and it remains my all-time favorite car.

We had a huge rain last week, so I wanted to mow to keep up. The last thing I need is a forest to cut. Two nights ago I got started, but the John Deere riding mower’s battery suddenly died by the back gate. I drove down to it in my Nissan Juke and jump started it so I could put it away for the night in the garage, where I removed and tested the battery. Much to my annoyance, not only was it stone cold dead (putting out less than 9 volts), upon examination, it was a full-sized automotive battery. $100 battery in a lawn mower, John Deere? Really?

Yesterday I took the battery to town and decided I was going to make a $25 mower battery work, which only required attaching the cables in a slightly creative way. It worked fine.

Anyone who knows batteries knows that 12 volt batteries need solid contact to move the amps needed to crank an engine, and this arrangement did exactly that, without me having to buy a car battery.
Anyone who knows batteries knows that 12 volt batteries need solid contact to move the amps needed to crank an engine, and this arrangement did exactly that, without me having to buy a car battery.
Abby's dad's CB radio lives in our garage. When I asked some social media groups for advice about it, they were no help at all.
Abby’s dad’s CB radio lives in our garage. When I asked some social media groups for advice about it, they were no help at all.

I also recently got into the rafters in the garage and pulled down Abby’s father’s Johnson Messenger citizen’s band radio from the 1960s, hoping to power it up and see if it still works. I was unfamiliar with the connector, so I blithely asked several amateur radio groups of social media how to do it. After a litany of useless, patronizing comments, I decided that amateur radio operators on the internet are just as douchey as they are on the radio, and deleted all my memberships to all those groups. I don’t know why I thought otherwise, but all anyone wanted to do was look smart and try to make me look dumb. Goodbye.

Abby's new recliner resembles a captains chair from Star Trek.
Abby’s new recliner resembles a captains chair from Star Trek.

Abby bought a new recliner this week. She loved her old one, but seldom sits anywhere else, and just wore it out. The replacement is a home theater chair, with electric reclination, lighted cup holders and footrest, and armrest bins big enough for a laptop computer.

It’s almost summer, so it’s melon season, and the grocery has my current favorite melon, the golden honeydew. If you get a chance, try one. They are sweeter and more complex than regular honeydew, and are softer and slightly less edgy than cantaloup.

If you are a melon fan, try the golden honeydew.
If you are a melon fan, try the golden honeydew.
Despite being a very old dog, Max the Chihuahua still has the fight of a pit bull in him, particularly when confronted by the giant, derpy puppy Hawken.
Despite being a very old dog, Max the Chihuahua still has the fight of a pit bull in him, particularly when confronted by the giant, derpy puppy Hawken.

With a puppy on the patch, it’s more evident than ever that our Chihuahuas are getting old. Max, who is 13, is getting kinda deaf, and Sierra, who is 12, has been blarfing on the carpet more lately.

They both certainly have a lot of life in them, but they definitely aren’t puppies any more, though Max plays and fights like a puppy, and Sierra spins excitedly, always counterclockwise, at dinnertime.

Irish Wolfhound owners know that they don't grow into their paws like other dogs, but grow into their noses. Hawken is a beautiful puppy and is going to be a magnificent dog.
Irish Wolfhound owners know that they don’t grow into their paws like other dogs, but grow into their noses. Hawken is a beautiful puppy and is going to be a magnificent dog.
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5 Comments

  1. It’s funny how Hawken almost resembles Leo in the face. Thank goodness Leo isn’t that size, though. Our house would be unlivable. I comment to Christa all the time that little dogs like Leo have such ego because they gotta survive; if they don’t get their bluff in on bigger dogs like our Boxer, they won’t make it. I’m sure Hawken is just as calm as sweet (as a puppy can be) as our Boxer, who’s the sweetest thing in the world and much less likely to fly off the handle than Leo.
    Again, great writing, great journalism, and a great life.

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  2. BTW, I haven’t given up on my own blog, in case you wondered, or on Photo Loco. I’m working on a personal writing project that is currently taking up all or most of my free time and certainly all my (limited) imagination.

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