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January 3rd was my birthday. I usually don’t think about a New Year starting until my birthday. I suppose that is because this special day comes on the heels of rapid succession holidays, which kind of brings a finality to the celebrations. Whatever the reason, I don’t usually contemplate how I want to change things for the better, or just for the change, until the 3rd of January. Somehow, 42 seems...
When Zen, my newest equine companion, came into my life, he was two years and four months old. He had not yet figured out how to behave around humans in an acceptable and safe way. He had spent most of his life with two other geldings who were very athletic and very good at keeping the youngster in his place in their herd. He viewed humans as a transitory herd, another...
I am a teacher. Whether I mean to or not, I shape the minds of many young people every year. I do the best I can, but it is a frustrating, thankless job some days. I am frequently asked by people who don’t teach—most who don’t really know kids—what I think of the next generation. This is a heavy subject for me, as I probably take my job way too seriously....
I get it. The holiday season is upon us, and consumerism is going to swallow us whole. I am as guilty as anyone for enjoying the hunt of shopping. But seriously, I am disillusioned by the developments of this year. Many of the big retailers are having huge sales on Thanksgiving day. I find this abhorrent for both those who have to man the cash registers and those who would spend...
Canis Wickettis
c. 1992-2011
You will be missed.