Wonderstop

 

Each time I reach this place, I hear your shadow walking with me.

Each time I feel your spirit here I am left with a choice.

I can wallow in anguish over that which is no more.

Or I can revel in the beautiful memories that will last

Forever.

 

Always,

Paz

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Wish

Chuy’s Trail Morning

 

That I might rise before the sun,
Before the waking world’s begun
To sing aloud of another day.
Reticence is my way.

 

Summer’s Ease

 

That I might see the greening grass,
Or sparkling snow, and clouds that pass
And beyond them the great wide aquamarine skies
The color of your eyes.

 

Out Here

 

That I might feel hot sunny days,
The summer wind as the cottonwood sways.
And driven snow, and chilling cold,
When striking out feels brave and bold.

 

Avenue Of The Pines

 

That I might savor this vapor rich
With piney woods and muddy ditch.
The taste of water, clear and cool
Fresh from a springtime pool.

 

Peace

 

That I might lay me down to sleep
With promises yet to keep,
Feeling sure, as the stars shine above,
I am loved, and so, too, I love.

 

Chuy the Wonderdog

 

-Chuy

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Mystery

On The Trail

 

Know why we love each other so much?

Neither do I.

Let’s walk.

 

-Chuy

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Deliver

Avenue Of The Pines

 

No excuses. He kept me on task.

You can’t explain things to a dog. Apologize for the inconvenience. Reschedule.

You can’t blame the clock or your hectic schedule or your heavy workload or the demands of others. You can’t text him or leave a voice mail. You can’t thank him for graciously accepting the disappointment. You can’t cancel due to bad weather.

You must deliver.

Seek peace,

Paz

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Visionary

Cousins

 

Me: Did you notice, in this light, you and Gus are almost the same color?

Chuy: Color?

Me: Yeah, you know. You’re both mostly black, you have that in common.

Chuy: Black?

Me: Yes. Unlike Doone, who is only a little black.

Chuy: I’m sorry. I have no idea what you’re talking about.

Me: The differences. In colors.

Chuy: You forget, dogs are colorblind. Me, you, Gus, Doone. They all look the same to me.

Me: Oh yes, of course. I forgot.

Chuy: Your color thing is useless. Probably why the superior canine is not hobbled so.

Me: What do you mean?

Chuy: Well, it doesn’t tell you anything about what they are like on the inside.

 

Chuy And Doone

 

Seek peace.
We mean that.

 

Paz & Chuy

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Perspective

The Thinker

 

From my perch on Earth, looking up into the sky, the turkey vulture is the same size as the Moon.

Eyes can only look.

 

  • Chuy
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Terrestrial

Throne Room

 

 

Some people had this thing they called “Earth” day, and I wondered where they lived the other 364.25 days of the year.

  • Chuy

 

 

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Venture

The Grotto

 

Guess what’s outside! 

The Whole World!

Come on!

 

  • Chuy
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Thinking

Thursday Trail

 

 

Sometimes, thinking is just not what we need.

Let’s walk.

 

-Chuy

 

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One

On The Runway

 

 

Hey, I’m just one dog.

It’s all I can be. It’s all I can do.

That needs to be enough because it’s all I have.

I don’t waste any time thinking about what I’m not.

 

How about you?

 

-Chuy

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