Observations of a Journalist

I have never been able to consistently write a journal. At the same time I am a fascinated observer. Our  cat reminded me of this by virtue of his own mind travels. Charlie is fascinated by our new resident dog Duke.

Not yet comfortable about Duke, Charlie not only shows extreme vigilance, but a look of advanced curiosity. Fascinated by this new creature Duke, Charlie’s observations are burning up his calories. I am sure if he could he would be a journalist.

My stimulants are different than Charlie’s, but result in no less observance. Penetrating the  likes of Lawrence and Miller encourages me to write what I see. Their seemingly accurate tales are a joy to follow. They are my dogs of dawn.