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Carolina’s in Heat and I’m Not
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Harry and Rosie take up their positions on the back porch barking their heads off and I call my sister and tell her proudly we’ve got an intact Huskie hanging around who probably never finished grammar school. “Now you know how Mom and Dad felt,” she says. I go outside holding Carolina’s leash in one hand, and a mop in the other. The mop doubles as cane and threat, and I shake it at the ruffian when he comes too close. He looks at Carolina and she looks back. Oh yeah, I remember that look. If this animal were human he’d be wearing jeans and a white t-shirt. He’d be lighting a cigarette. Forget my bad back, my advanced years. If this animal were human and I were in Carolina’s shoes, let’s face it. I’d be all over him like white on rice.

 

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This article first appeared in The Bark,
Issue 34: Jan/Feb 2006
Abigail Thomas is the daughter of renowned science writer Lewis Thomas (The Lives of a Cell, etc.), is the mother of four children and the grandmother of twelve.

Illustration by Jennifer Taylor

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