Dog in a Notebook

Every dog is a half open door leading to every other dog…

When I was small I thought about runaway dogs…our own dog, a mutt named “Woody” had vanished in the night.

I worried about him. And my father (who was an ascetic academic type, hence not very talkative…) told me a story about an elf named Mr. Bamboozle who lived in the woods and looked after all the lost dogs and cats.

Now I’m middle aged…the dogs come home or they don’t…but the ones who return shake all over with news of the Great Dog—like Schultz’s Great Pumpkin—the Ur Dog—the dog who perseveres in the woods…

Dogs: half open doors to dogs…and a hundred miles of moonlit woods…

Author: skuusisto

Poet, Essayist, Blogger, Journalist, Memoirist, Disability Rights Advocate, Public Speaker, Professor, Syracuse University

One thought on “Dog in a Notebook”

  1. Entered your work through a door called Robyn Love. We share a province called Newfound and Labrador. She takes care of Newfoundland and I take care of Labrador. They are supposed to be one according to cold dead politicians but they are quite reasonably two not being attached by any land whatsoever.
    Your blog intrigues me – Robyn said you were a good writer and she, as is usual, was right. Now I think I’ll find your books.


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