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17/08/2020

Do dogs dream in wolf?












There is something primeval, satisfyingly delicious watching the sun go down after a warm and sultry day. To feel the heat from the sinking sun, still warm enough to leave a fieriness glow on my face.

Then as the colours soften and the air cools, a light and sweetly scented breeze drifts lifting tendrils of hair tickling my nose. Moss feels the change too. While the sun is high, she explores, sniffing invisible stories, following secret smells, then as the sky darkens, she becomes still, more alert and watchful. Her already intense eyes become even more so - her ears more erect and she scans the horizon acutely. She lies near my feet and appears to change from relaxed 'on-holiday-dog' to heightened vigilant sentinel.

I find that at dusk the air changes - in scent, in taste and in temperature - and I, a fairly simple human can feel this shift reasonably easily. For a dog with a gazillion times better sensory system and a snoot long and sensitive - this change must be loud and clear and harken back to primitive times.

A time when dogs were wolves. Does Moss dream in wolf? Or does she dream of chasing balls in to the sea and chomping on bone shaped biscuits.....




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  1. Hello,I think ,she is a little sleppy and she is dreaming of chasingballs,greetings from ann

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    1. Thank your Ann, yes she probably does dream about her biscuits!

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  2. I wonder! Lovely photos Kate & is that Himself in silhouette? Reminds me of those statues looking out to sea on the Lancashire coast. The name of them escapes me at the moment. Thank you, take care, stay safe & huggles.

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    1. Yes it is him, and the statutes are the Anthony Gormley statutes "another place" on Crosby Beach

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  3. Enjoyable read and fabulous photos! In fact that is an interesting piece of writing...powerfully descriptive! I'd like to think Moss dreams of wolves. keep well. Amanda x

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  4. You’ve excelled yourself my love, and made me cry remembering quiet, beautiful times sitting outside our caravan with Daisy relaxing at my feet. Thank you. πŸ’šπŸΎπŸ’š

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    1. My heart squeezed for you, I have hugged Mossie thinking of you and dear Daisy πŸΎπŸ’š❤

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  5. What a wonderful, moving and eloquent post - I loved reading this.
    Best wishes
    Ellie

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  6. That is a question to which we'll never know the answer. I've often wondered if my cat has been dreaming of hunting when he's twitching and chittering in his sleep. Arilx

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    1. Our cats do the same, however one grumbles in her sleep and the other has rather active whiskers when she's dreaming. You do wonder what goes on their little fuzzy heads >^.^<

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  7. I'm so envious of your adventures and the beautiful empty places you find that I can hardly comment. (Devon is bursting at the seams at the moment - it's hard to go out at all.) x

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    1. We have to look hard for the empty spaces, here in the Dales and Lakes it is heaving with folk who usually go overseas. The littering and loutish behaviour is awful. My heart goes out to the locals

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    2. That makes me feel slightly better! Thank you. Apart from the littering, I don't blame people, especially if they've been cooped up in cities for months.

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  8. The lights make Zeb look very posh! You seem to have all the mod-cons. Moss seems to be enjoying herself enormously. What does she dream of? The next adventure!

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