Sunday, July 5, 2009
Here, There, Almost Everywhere
Pops took me to Land's End this morning. Yesterday we rode through Golden Gate Park and ran into some of Pops' friends. Not much to report - just that it was nice to go out with him again and we sat on the ledge and looked at the ocean and just chilled. He and Moms had been gone all day yesterday, leaving me and Trina Jieh-jieh at home all by ourselves. Uncle Frank came and fed us but it's not the same. They went to see Uncle Matt and Auntie Michelle and Kevin down in Montery for July 4 and didn't take us! Uncle Matt left his cool car with Pops and he got to drive it all over the place, but he didn't take me with him for that either! Oh well...
Pops did take me to a lot of other places, though. Some people said to him, "You take that dog everywhere, huh?" "Yeah, I thought. I like that... I like that a lot." We went to J-town to remember Pops' friend Al Robles, who must have been a great guy, 'cause everyome got up and said nice things about him. They sang and danced and read poetry - even Pops read one, and I got to go up there with him. I remember Uncle Al. Pops used to take me down to J-town Arts Writers Workshop with him, when he and Uncle Pete and Uncle Al would sit around and talk stories, and drink wine, and Uncle Al would always have bread in his back pack that he would take out and share with everyone, including me! Uncle Al always looked at me and said, "Man, that dog is deep. Look at his eyes!"
Pops knew that already. That's why he likes us Huskies. My brother Kaleo, who came before me, had the deepest eyes - "like an ancient spirit," Pops says. Poor Pops had a really hard time getting over Kaleo. He LOVED that dog, and even had a hard time loving me the same until only recently. I do understand, but sometimes it was a bit hard - annoying - I'd say. Like, he'd be thinking of him while looking at me. Made me hold back too. But, as they say, time heals everything, and we're pretty tight now. It helps that I'm not such a rambunctious teenager any more... heh heh... I'm more mature now.
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