i wish i could just be inspired sometimes and not moribund. i wish i could just let my awareness be doglike and my attention placed and grounded in the dog life. a friend lamented that i couldn't have a site free of the frettings and musings about the harrowing and unraveling human world, just about me and the dogs. but that isn't the way it is, and i can't make it that way. i'm grateful that i can be with the dogs, and experience the world in a more sensible way, but the obamalandgrab is still metastasizing across the street, and beyond that, the dreaded line three, and i could go on (and on). but i'll let it rest there. i'm just a dog boy in a human predicament.