doggycam

Friday, dinner with mom and wendy at Frances. watched him from the restaurant on the dropcam. a little circling but then he'd disappear for awhile, presumably in his box or under the bed. i checked in on him multiple times until even i began to feel a little creepy.

First 20 plus mph wind. He alternately pointed into it, ears flapping nose sniffing, and suddenly jumped, thinking he'd been hit by something when it was just a gust or a blowing leaf. mom and i walked to kansas then down a one way street then to an empty lot i'd never seen. houses with all kinds of tree patches, with stones, with grasses, with high brick walls around them. I'm nto a house noticer anymore, i'm a corner noticer ,where the dogs pee, and a grassy spot noticer.

while we were walking baxter was attacked by a tiny palm sized dog. ball-less now, he seemed very perturbed, and barked and wanted to follow the rat long after it and it's owner had turned the corner. he literally sat down and wouldn't move. if i was to anthropomorphize, i would say he was hurt, then scared, then because he was scared barking furiously. He was good, stock still, tail wagging, head high, ears forward and the little creep just lunged and snapped.

we settled in to watch tv, the stairs blocked and the cats either upstairs or downstairs. turned the tv on and baxter freaked. scared to death of th sound or the movement, hard to say.

he's jumpier, starting at every sound, ducking at every sudden movement. think he's shedding some of the shellshock, starting to absorb this strange new world.