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Snowy my protector

Snowy barked until 2 AM on New Year’s Eve, protecting me from every bang outside by racing frantically around the house barking at every door and window he could find. In between the barking, he’d jump on the bed and sit with his back towards me in a very protective stance. He would not lay down. Just sat there guarding me. BuddhaBubba, on the other hand, snored through everything. I don’t think she hears very well anymore. And Carm just lifted his head every once in a while and barked half-heartedly when he heard Snowy barking but mostly wanted to

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As I sat reading

As I sat in my bed reading the other night, the wind started howling and the temps moved steadily up the gauge. I thought at that time that I should have been more specific when I complained to god about the boring winter she’d sent us here in Anchorage. I wanted a good blizzard, snow swirling, cars sliding, heads bent low trying to walk to the car through deep drifts. I did NOT mean a rain storm. For goodness sake, it’s friggin’ January in Anchorage!

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Here’s what happens if you are very, very lucky in life

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If you are very, very lucky in life, you end up fifty years later still spending Christmas with your best friend since kindergarten. You find yourself the godmother of her daughter. You find yourself with a friend you can share anything with because you’ve been through everything together. We should all be so blessed. Judy and Paula are.

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Columns 2015

Kudos to Governor Walker

Normally I use this last column of the year to recount those people, places and things that will live forever in my own personal Hall of Infamy. Talk about an embarrassment of riches, this year politicians alone would fill that hall. So I thought I’d hand out kudos instead, the biggest and only one of which goes to Governor Bill Walker.

I’m probably not the only person who was skeptical about how long he’d keep his independent status when elected to office.  I figured by now he’d have returned to the Republican Party and been received, if not with wide-eyed

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The problem with sleeping late most mornings

The problem arises on that one morning a week when we are up early so I can make it to Bird TLC. No one wants to get up at that hour except for Snowy. He’s still young enough to bounce out of bed and leap into the day while the rest of the household tries to find its slippers.

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A bit late getting out of bed

I now officially live in a household in which no one… not the birds, the dogs or the human… want to get up before 10 AM. Of course, once the light returns, the birds will quickly revert to their early morning calls. But until then, I will enjoy just wallowing in bed for an ungodly amount of time!

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Grey

The sky is grey. It feels like it’s been grey since early this autumn. It makes my spirit grey.

There is hardly any snow on the ground. It’s warming up and then it will freeze overnight and everything will be sheer ice. Welcome to one of those weeks when I wonder why I live in Alaska. Would one good snow storm this winter be asking too much?

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