Caitlyn has become quite the adept weredog, sniffing out and befriending werewolves all over our AO, especially in her high school, where she has discovered several weredogs, many who are being raised by werewolves, and werewolves being raised by weredogs, in numbers much more than anyone suspected. This traditional taboo now seems to be common, a new dynamic in our brave new wereworld.
Warin is now the leader of our pack. This in itself is a shocking development when one considers that he is a half-breed, the product weredog-werewolf union. Weredogs cannot breed and conceive with weredogs, nor werewolves with werewolves.
Weredogs and werewolves can conceive and and breed. I had always heard rumors of this but had discounted them as dangerous fantasy. But it is true.
Warin is bringing werefolk together, dogs and wolves, in ways I have never imagined possible, in spite of my own efforts to bridge that ancient chasm. And together wolves and dogs are facing this new threat - the noes, who even though they are quiet now, it is only a matter of time before they come back at us again, harder than ever.
Caitlyn is also helping to keep tabs on Jolina, thank Dog.
Thursday, March 6, 2014
Old Ladies and Jolina
Back on the keys. Been off for a while. Had more troubles with the Varans and Waerwulfas. Actually, if not for the Varans intervening on my behalf, the Waerwulfas would have taken me on that last long walk by now. The issue was my unauthorized activities, one of which is this blog, many of which are too in the open. More on all that later.
Counter-Neo Ops have dropped off a lot. That is due mostly to a diminished Neo population, thanks in great part to my pack, and their having gone to ground and are keeping a low profile. But we know they will ramp back up. And when they do we will be ready.
Our pack has had numerous requests recently, from pack members, for assistance with elderly humans. Lasie, a pack member, is living with a man of 81 who has no family in town and who is failing with some sort of dementia. Lasie shifts back and forth between human and dog, as needed, to provide what support and needs she can for him. But it is getting harder, and others pack members are helping her out. The other day he disappeared and it took them thirty minutes to track his scent to a Chinese buffet where he was trying to sing karaoke into a serving spoon.
Klaus, pack member, is living with a widow of 76 who has family in town, her kids, but none of whom visit or see her often. She is also failing with some sort of dementia, Klaus thinks Parkinson's, and requires much of the same from Klaus, constant monitoring and shifting forms in order to play the parts of her dog and her nephew. Taking her, he says, to doctor;s exams is particularly dicy. Klaus knew he woman when she was a young girl, was known to her as her Uncle Ustaf, and found her eight years ago when he was casting about for a new phasing role. So, his connection to this woman is strong, which is always good and bad, happy but dangerous for dogs, who tend to be, on the whole, easily betrayed by our sentiments.
So, that and some other matters are keeping the pack very busy, allowing less time for night patrols, many of which now go out with only 1 or 2 dogs. I do not like 1 or 2 dog patrols. They are tactically unsound and violate the logic of always having someone to cover your six.
Jolina, Jack's daughter from a previous marriage, came to live with us. She is sixteen and a sophomore, younger than Sven and Rick, who both are eighteen and seniors. And she is a handful, and requires constant overwatch by me and rescue by Sven and Rick. Three times one of them has to go get her from a bad party, with a bad crowd, twice in different parts of town with a crowd much older than her. Once Rick and Sven had to bust some ass to get her out, due to a drunk guy who Sven says was high on something and was certain he had found his piece of ass that night. Rick knocked out two teeth and they left him and one other guy on their asses and drug Jolina out of there. I have had to go twice, each time masquerading as a cop. Once the scene and crowd was so dangerous, and my hackles up so much, and was being faced down by a clutch of tough but large punks, I shifted just enough to show some fang and give some convincing snarl. The punks could not get out of my way fast enough. Doing that, however, is difficult and dangerous. Many cannot control their transformation well enough to turn it back before completion. I am told that werewolves cannot do it at all. Jolina was so high that she was unaware of the drama or near-violence.
So, Varans and dementia and crazy teenage girls, as well as financial markets and project planning, are keeping me busy. Oh, and Caitlyn and her hyper-active lifestyle and leads. Oh, and Sarah too.
Counter-Neo Ops have dropped off a lot. That is due mostly to a diminished Neo population, thanks in great part to my pack, and their having gone to ground and are keeping a low profile. But we know they will ramp back up. And when they do we will be ready.
Our pack has had numerous requests recently, from pack members, for assistance with elderly humans. Lasie, a pack member, is living with a man of 81 who has no family in town and who is failing with some sort of dementia. Lasie shifts back and forth between human and dog, as needed, to provide what support and needs she can for him. But it is getting harder, and others pack members are helping her out. The other day he disappeared and it took them thirty minutes to track his scent to a Chinese buffet where he was trying to sing karaoke into a serving spoon.
Klaus, pack member, is living with a widow of 76 who has family in town, her kids, but none of whom visit or see her often. She is also failing with some sort of dementia, Klaus thinks Parkinson's, and requires much of the same from Klaus, constant monitoring and shifting forms in order to play the parts of her dog and her nephew. Taking her, he says, to doctor;s exams is particularly dicy. Klaus knew he woman when she was a young girl, was known to her as her Uncle Ustaf, and found her eight years ago when he was casting about for a new phasing role. So, his connection to this woman is strong, which is always good and bad, happy but dangerous for dogs, who tend to be, on the whole, easily betrayed by our sentiments.
So, that and some other matters are keeping the pack very busy, allowing less time for night patrols, many of which now go out with only 1 or 2 dogs. I do not like 1 or 2 dog patrols. They are tactically unsound and violate the logic of always having someone to cover your six.
Jolina, Jack's daughter from a previous marriage, came to live with us. She is sixteen and a sophomore, younger than Sven and Rick, who both are eighteen and seniors. And she is a handful, and requires constant overwatch by me and rescue by Sven and Rick. Three times one of them has to go get her from a bad party, with a bad crowd, twice in different parts of town with a crowd much older than her. Once Rick and Sven had to bust some ass to get her out, due to a drunk guy who Sven says was high on something and was certain he had found his piece of ass that night. Rick knocked out two teeth and they left him and one other guy on their asses and drug Jolina out of there. I have had to go twice, each time masquerading as a cop. Once the scene and crowd was so dangerous, and my hackles up so much, and was being faced down by a clutch of tough but large punks, I shifted just enough to show some fang and give some convincing snarl. The punks could not get out of my way fast enough. Doing that, however, is difficult and dangerous. Many cannot control their transformation well enough to turn it back before completion. I am told that werewolves cannot do it at all. Jolina was so high that she was unaware of the drama or near-violence.
So, Varans and dementia and crazy teenage girls, as well as financial markets and project planning, are keeping me busy. Oh, and Caitlyn and her hyper-active lifestyle and leads. Oh, and Sarah too.
Thursday, February 20, 2014
Freedom
Ganieda told me some scary things. True freedom is anarchy. Morality is slavery.
We have been having old arguments in pack meetings.
Some people, often pet partners, claim that pets are not free, that pets are slaves, not masters of their own destiny. This is the classic wolf argument.
To be truly free one must pay a price, must give some of that freedom up in order to be free. Work, defense, security, food, shelter, love, all of it demands a price, requires that one give up some portion of his or her freedom in order to attain it.
Commitment is the key. One must commit to something to gain it. And commitment demands a price.
Freedom isn't free. I agree. But not in the way that some political bumper stickers allude to.
Freedom alone cannot complete the dog or man. We need purpose, mission,
We dogs have paid a price for our security and domestication, for being part of civilization. But what we have gained outweighs the cost in a big way.
So far.
We have been having old arguments in pack meetings.
Some people, often pet partners, claim that pets are not free, that pets are slaves, not masters of their own destiny. This is the classic wolf argument.
To be truly free one must pay a price, must give some of that freedom up in order to be free. Work, defense, security, food, shelter, love, all of it demands a price, requires that one give up some portion of his or her freedom in order to attain it.
Commitment is the key. One must commit to something to gain it. And commitment demands a price.
Freedom isn't free. I agree. But not in the way that some political bumper stickers allude to.
Freedom alone cannot complete the dog or man. We need purpose, mission,
We dogs have paid a price for our security and domestication, for being part of civilization. But what we have gained outweighs the cost in a big way.
So far.
Wednesday, December 4, 2013
Laying Low
I have been laying low lately, trying to stay off certain radars, and also traveling.
I found my family, Jack and the gang. They had moved. I didn't know because I was gone when they moved. I lived in the old house for some weeks before a surprised realtor found me napping one day, after a full night of patrolling, when she came in one morning to show the house to some buyers.
I finally found Sarah. Or, actually, she found me. Long story.
Sven and Rick are seniors in high school, both doing their best to graduate, and at times doing their best not to. Braden is back from the war and Tyler is out of rehab. Jack is working at the VA and Sherri spends al day on the phone giving out medical advice.
I cannot speak or write about current or proposed operations against neos. Nor can I talk or write about any encounters or discussions that I have had with Varans or Waerwulfas. Nor can I talk about any werewolf pack meetings that I might or might not have attended to foster cooperation and propose joint operations.
But there's lots of other things I can tell about.
I found my family, Jack and the gang. They had moved. I didn't know because I was gone when they moved. I lived in the old house for some weeks before a surprised realtor found me napping one day, after a full night of patrolling, when she came in one morning to show the house to some buyers.
I finally found Sarah. Or, actually, she found me. Long story.
Sven and Rick are seniors in high school, both doing their best to graduate, and at times doing their best not to. Braden is back from the war and Tyler is out of rehab. Jack is working at the VA and Sherri spends al day on the phone giving out medical advice.
I cannot speak or write about current or proposed operations against neos. Nor can I talk or write about any encounters or discussions that I have had with Varans or Waerwulfas. Nor can I talk about any werewolf pack meetings that I might or might not have attended to foster cooperation and propose joint operations.
But there's lots of other things I can tell about.
Tuesday, July 30, 2013
Doga: Yoga for Dogs
For all you dogs and people who want to exercise together.
http://www.livescience.com/26397-yoga-dogs-doga-classes.html?utm_source=feedburner&utm_medium=feed&utm_campaign=Feed%3A+Livesciencecom+%28LiveScience.com+Science+Headline+Feed%29
Don't ask me. I just work here.
Sunday, July 28, 2013
Kids More Active with Dogs
http://www.sciencedaily.com/releases/2010/09/100921084919.htm
Children whose families own dogs are more active than those without, according to new research.
Go figure.
Children whose families own dogs are more active than those without, according to new research.
Go figure.
Friday, July 26, 2013
Back Home -
I am back home now, have been for about three weeks. It should be three months. But I has snatched and detained. I say "detained"now, but that detention was nearly my end. Had I not been able to convince the Varans and Waerwulfas who had me chained up that my recent travels and efforts were for the good of all, it would have been my end.
One of the older twins, Braden, is back home, medically discharged from the Army, having hard times with his injury, the loss of a foot, and PTSD.
He bought a civ versn of the M4 and sleeps with it. Without it he cannot sleep. I go in each night and remove the magazine while he sleeps. But he started figuring that out, of course, and has begun stashing spare mags in his room. So I started removing the firing pin and leaving it on his dresser. He figured that out too and now twice daily breaks down, checks and cleans that M4.
Sven and Rick are doing OK, no major problems, fewer than I expected. But they do spent far too much time in the basement, in the dark, playing video games for my liking.
Tyler has been out of rehab for some time. He is doing well,
One of the older twins, Braden, is back home, medically discharged from the Army, having hard times with his injury, the loss of a foot, and PTSD.
He bought a civ versn of the M4 and sleeps with it. Without it he cannot sleep. I go in each night and remove the magazine while he sleeps. But he started figuring that out, of course, and has begun stashing spare mags in his room. So I started removing the firing pin and leaving it on his dresser. He figured that out too and now twice daily breaks down, checks and cleans that M4.
Sven and Rick are doing OK, no major problems, fewer than I expected. But they do spent far too much time in the basement, in the dark, playing video games for my liking.
Tyler has been out of rehab for some time. He is doing well,
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