Well, we have a new member of the family–a member without a name. Don’t suggest one though because we have many. Spartacus, Ziggy, Boxtree, Carlos, Giovanni, Pedro, Huck, Jack, Fart (some of the name suggestions are pretty out there). He’s a shelter dog, probably Australian Cattle Dog, Rat Terrier and ????. He’s 17 lbs and very sweet. The shelter called him Moose, but it doesn’t seem to fit him (being that he’s small and pretty skinny) and he doesn’t answer to it. He is magnificently silly and fun.
I’m thinking maybe Speck because of his wonderful dappled-ness! Or maybe Huck for Huck Finn. Crazy wild child:-) Maybe Pied for Pied Beauty:
Glory be to God for dappled things –
For skies of couple-colour as a brinded cow;
For rose-moles all in stipple upon trout that swim;
Fresh-firecoal chestnut-falls; finches’ wings;
Landscape plotted and pieced – fold, fallow, and plough;
And áll trádes, their gear and tackle and trim.
All things counter, original, spare, strange;
Whatever is fickle, freckled (who knows how?)
With swift, slow; sweet, sour; adazzle, dim;
He fathers-forth whose beauty is past change:
Source: Gerard Manley Hopkins: Poems and Prose (Penguin Classics, 1985) from poetryfoundation.com
Whatever you call him, he is not only charming, he is also bound to insist on plenty of playtime. Dogs are so wise that way.
Thanks. I know he’ll be helping me to remember how to play. Happy New Year Deborah!
Oh. So dear. You did not ask, but he is a pied beauty.
Isn’t he so speckeldly beautiful??? You’ll have to come over and meet him. I’m free Thurs and Friday. xxoo and happy new year!