Category Archives: Gambels
Getting low
He’s running now. Bowling-ball sized chunks of rock are spilling down behind him as he races uphill. Sweat is dripping down his brow and you can read the profanity-laced tirade on his face. This morning, he was hesitant, waiting for … Continue reading
Filed under Gambels, Glutton For Punishment, Ill-mannered Jackals
Rock Star and the Old Lady
My sons are just starting to notice my dog. They follow her with their 2-month-old eyes as she ambles past their swing or give a baby yell when she stops to lick the milk off a tiny dangling hand. Continue reading
Hunting alone
The water is warm and gritty but it will extend our range, so the taste doesn’t matter much. Out here in the flat, away from the roads and far from the convenience store world we live in, it is the … Continue reading
Learning curve
The dog and I are fresh into New Mexico, a return of sorts for me and a new adventure for the dog. We are out of our element here, short grass and cacti, everything spiny and dangerous. The scalies and … Continue reading


