I came across a cool service in one of the dog magazines I read. For $65, Metamorphix claims it can run a DNA test that will reveal your dog’s breed composition. It apparently uses a cheek swab to sniff out the dog’s heritage from among 38 breeds. I’ve always been curious about Ozzy’s 57 varieties, and I’m thinking about giving it a shot. Even if this will only find 38 …
Leanne made an appearance on a local TV program called Style to promote her basset rescue group. Even though I’m still tweaked that the TV geeks can’t spell basset, I’d urge you to check it out. Or better yet, help Leanne in her efforts to save these noble critters. (I particularly recommend you take a look at Bogie and Rembrandt if you’re in an adopting mood. I was almost in tears when Lee told me their tale.)
Gilligan waits impatiently in the truck while I gas up after taking the pack to the lake this morning. It was another incredible, crisp morning with a dusting of snow on the trails. As we walked into the rising sun, thousands of tiny sparkling snow flecks danced around in the wind like a swarm of brilliant insects. The snow must have been blowing up off the ground since there wasn’t a cloud in the sky at the time. The effect was pretty amazing. Maybe I shouldn’t spend so much time gazing into the sun …
