"You ask of my companions. Hills, sir, and the sundown, and a dog as large as myself that my father bought me. They are better than human beings, because they know but do not tell." ~Emily Dickinson

St. John's Jan. 2006

A view of the city where we live from the top of Pippy Park.

late January in Newfoundland

a nose

“I am thankful for laughter, except when milk comes out of my nose.” (anonymous)

"stars"

Perhaps the true society will grow tired of development and, out of freedom, leave possibilities unused, instead of storming under a confused compulsion to the conquest of strange stars.
Theodor Adorno

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at dusk...

On a chilly evening we went for a walk on the golf course. Newman spent a bit of time posing for the camera!

all ears...

I had to capture this moment for the blog -- Newman is having a nap in the living room and his ear is flapped out under the door. The cat spent a few moments pawing at Newman's ear until she realized it was him. He, on the other hand, did not stir.

Where's Newman??

What a way to end the year! On December 31, 2005, a bunch of Newfoundland dogs and a handful of other lovely canines went for a walk in some fields in Flatrock. Here are a few pictures of the event.

Happy New Year!!

Newman's first Christmas was a great one! He even had a chance to pull over the Christmas tree! and enjoy some very nice long walks in the snow.