As some of you know, I am in the habit of singing to my dogs. Orson got excited and ran in circles, Rose seemed mildly disgusted, Lenore rolled over on her back and sang with me in whines and grumbles, Red puts his head on my knee and looks wise, I sang the “Fate” song (I don’t go further here) to Fate this morning and I think she clearly thought I had gone off of the road.  She fixed her two different-colored eyes on me and strained to pick up every nuance and sound. When I was done, she rushed over to me in concern and showered me with kisses.

Maria is threatening to get a video of my singing to dogs, but so far I have threatened her successfully by retaliating with a video of her singing to donkeys. We are a curious couple, but fortunate to have found each other. I have lived with people who were not amused or impressed with my singing to dogs. Singing to dogs is a good idea, it is perhaps the easiest way for me to show my love for them.