Tag Archives: Travvy
The Politics of Personalities
Neither the town of West Tisbury, the commonwealth of Massachusetts, nor the United States of America is going to stand or fall based on the votes that were taken at last night’s special town meeting. Most of them were about … Continue reading
Awesome
Two weeks ago Travvy and I headed north for a Rally Obedience trial in Raymond, New Hampshire. When we left home, Raymond, New Hampshire, wasn’t on my psychic map. From the moment I passed exit 32 on I-495, I was … Continue reading
My Menagerie
For ten days or so I’m looking after a neighbor’s dog. Along with the dog come two handsome ginger cats, four hens, and two ducks, the female of whom is sitting on an egg. The ducks are a recent acquisition. … Continue reading
Those Signs
If you live on the Vineyard, you’ve seen the signs. If you don’t, here’s the Martha’s Vineyard Times story about them. The short version is that the signs are part of an art installation by psychotherapist-artist Julia Kidd. Many of … Continue reading
Rally Off-Island
Travvy’s fans have reminded me that I haven’t written much about him lately. They’re right. I’ve written a fair amount about dogs who kill chickens (and the humans who let them down) and dog policy on Lambert’s Cove Beach, but … Continue reading
March Walk
We “sprang forward” clock-wise (hyphen inserted to suggest that we aren’t going round in circles) in the wee hours of Sunday morning. What to do with the extra hour of daylight at the end of the afternoon? The day was … Continue reading
Happy 4th, Travvy
Before he died Rhodry was very clear that I had to get another dog. So was I. After he died I was even clearer, all the more so when doglessness began to seem normal. How to find a dog? I … Continue reading
Doomsdog
We take dogs seriously on Martha’s Vineyard, it’s often said, and this is true. Many, many people have at least one dog. Dogs go to work, not only on construction sites but also in some shops and offices. Dogs are … Continue reading
Snow at Last
The temperature may dip down below 10 degrees F, Trav’s outside water may freeze solid every night, and longjohns, a wool sweater, and sheepskin slippers may be a constant part of my indoor wardrobe, but it isn’t really winter until … Continue reading
Seasonal
Most of my time on Martha’s Vineyard I’ve lived in year-round neighborhoods. Mind you, with a couple of exceptions these wouldn’t be recognized as “neighborhoods” by most urban and suburban dwellers, not least because the dwellings are too far apart. … Continue reading
From the Seasonally Occupied Territories . . . 