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Here we are in 1987, me a 24 year old mullet head know-not-much and my side kick, Dominoe. In May of that year we did a practice camping trip in western Maryland’ it might very well have been the Catoctin Mountain area where the previous October I lost/found her. That story… has just about fueled a career, it seems.

I look at this photo of me looking out, I am seeing a future? Looking for it? Hoping for it?

Who knows. I was there, and I can only guess what I was thinking.


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What I knew of camping, yeah. I had been maybe 5 times in my life before, and I bet I was eating beans from a can. There is the green Eureka tent bought from LL Bean, oh the stories that tent heard.


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Today marks the day in 1993 my first dog companion left this world. At that time, looking back to 1987, I would think how far I have come. More looking back now dwarfs that gap in units I cannot even measure.

It’s all a trajectory.


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Oh how simple it was then. I have no longing to go back to that, but I see myself looking like a kid. Heck I was.

But I had the best companion I could ever hope for. That dog, Dominoe, it feels like she gave, without expectance of a return, much more than I gave back.

I am still learning from her.

Twenty one years and counting.

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An early 90s builder of the web and blogging Alan Levine barks at CogDogBlog.com on web storytelling (#ds106 #4life), photography, bending WordPress, and serendipity in the infinite internet river. He thinks it's weird to write about himself in the third person.

Comments

  1. A beautiful story. Thank you for sharing. As I sit here reading with my 14 year old dog, Morrison, I find it harder to swallow and my eyes seem to be a bit more watery than usual.

  2. I remember Dominoe and what a faithful companion she was to you! I have a precious picture of her with Josh when he was young. This was before you left on your journey out west. She was a wonderful dog!

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