Buddy W. Fram arrived here under the name of Gator. He apparently was not pleased with it because he showed absolutely no recognition when
spoken to using it. Neither did he respond to any other name I suggested trying
to find something to which he showed a spark of acknowledgement.
But, he did seem to recognize the word, "buddy." I have no idea whether his response was because it had been his name in his "prior life" or because a previous "companion" had often referred to him as "my buddy." Whatever .... a week or two after his arrival, he formally became Buddy and began accumulating his own collection of books and firearms and sundry toys.
But, he did seem to recognize the word, "buddy." I have no idea whether his response was because it had been his name in his "prior life" or because a previous "companion" had often referred to him as "my buddy." Whatever .... a week or two after his arrival, he formally became Buddy and began accumulating his own collection of books and firearms and sundry toys.
Buddy still thinks and acts like a "young man,"
although he is about seven years old in our scheme of time .... but, then
again, I suppose proponents of the Gregorian or the Julian or the Roman or any
number of other calendar systems might dispute any and all measurements of time
in favor of their own choice.
Buddy was a "shelter / rescue dog" before moving to
Minnesota and "rescuing" me. He is part Long-Haired Chihuahua and
part Papillon, and has a double coat of fur, which translates into difficulty
keeping cool even on cool days. This duramesh, elevated dog bed somewhat helps
to alleviate the situation.
He is intelligent, displays great affection and, judging by his
demeanor, he evidently had loving, caring early years. I have tried to get more
information, but gave up after leaving answering machine messages and receiving
no replies. Perhaps, that was giving up too easily, but I think somehow that is
the way it is supposed to be.
Finally,
for every mood there is a song -- actually, many songs. Included here today are
three songs, and I am thinking one of them will fit your mood. If I am wrong,
magnus paciscor .... I have been wrong before and the world has never ended .... now
baby/baby/baby ....
16 comments:
Happy Birthday to You!
Happy Birthday to dear, Buddy Happy Birthday to You ,Hipp Hipp Hurray!
Nice to hear some news from you and Buddy!
I see you are all very well.Buddy looks so charming!and a great place to relax
Am I right to see 13 rifles back there?Myh Oh Myh!Are you waiting for an apocalypse ?or is just a hobby?I have never seen so much army stuff in my life
I like all you music today but the last one, clearly is my favourite :)
Hope you stay all good and safe
Me..Continuing my reading the second book of, Bull Hansen Jomsviking in Wineland..There I meet Frøydis Eriksdatter,the shieldmaid,Daughter of Erik Den røde and halvf sister to Leif Erikson.Tormod Knarresmed is now captured by the Patuxe people and has been very bad treated.His friend has been gjeldet( taken away the Testicle) and he himself is held like a dog with a big fishhook in his mouth..They are now in the Fimbulwinther back there and seems to be lost.They are going to be sold to Cahokianere and sacrificed since they, do think, it will be a great sacrifice(men from the sea) to the Gods..All the ships and Houses are burned His family stolen .We sit and listen to his dreams back then in Trelleborg with Sverre Tjusskjegg ,when he killed Olav Trygvason and his father who was slaughter in Vingulmark, his home.We the readers are wondering when and how he will be saved beacuse since he himself is writing this from his Hall in Vingulmork he must have gotten out of there someway..Sorry this was a spoiler, but I dont think you will be reading it but any way, I do ,,and it is great litterature although others find it too violent.And it is not an romantic book...
Ok see you later !
Big hugs to you and Buddy!
xxx
Your eyes do not deceive you, Anita. There are thirteen rifles there and out of sight is a shotgun atop the gun cabinet and two Baby Browning handguns, one attached to each of the doors. None of the firearms are military in nature. The only one I have which falls into that category is an Avtomat Kalashnikova (AK-47), which rightfully can be called a souvenir and which is not in the photograph -- or even on the premises, for that matter.
It would seem your books are well researched and include factual as well as fictional material. The best "historical fiction" novels have actual facts included in them to give them more a sense of realism and authenticity. Some scalawags, in fact, will take an actual piece of literary material, rewrite it, and pass it off as their own "fictional creation."
My favorite example of that is the Michael Crichton book, "Eaters of the Dead," which is the tale of a 10th Century Muslim, Ahad Ibn Fadlan, who travels with Vikings from his homeland to theirs, where they battle sort of Neanderthal types. Fadlan was a real man who wrote about his "own" adventure, but the existence of his manuscript was barely known beyond academic circles. What Fadlan actually had done was steal segments of the Old English epic poem, "Beowulf," and portray them as his own adventures .... so, in a way, he deserved to have Crichton steal his work.
In the instance of your Jomsviking tales, there appears Leif Erikson/Leiv Eiriksson/Leif Ericson's sister, Freydís Eiríksdóttir, who was a real person who actually spent time in North America. This lends credibility to the other elements of the story, and is fine and good when meant to support a story, rather than to deceive the readers.
Whoops .... I am getting windy again. I thank you for your presence and your comment. Buddy thanks you for the birthday greeting. I wish you happy trails through life and safe sailing through the sea of books .... later, Anita .... and, actually, the last song is my favorite among these three, too ....
Happy birthday Buddy boy! The elevated bed looks comfy.
We've known the origins of a few of our dogs, but the majority have just shown up at our house. I can't tell you how often I've wished they could talk so they could fill me in on some of the details.... especially those who arrived as pairs.
Buddy is probably just hitting his stride and I wish him many more years of happiness with you.
Your musical offerings are all so different, I'd have trouble picking a favorite. It would all depend on my mood. At this very moment... I think the first...
Growing up in a small town where everyone had dogs and most of them ran loose, it seemed there always were free puppies available. That was how my first dog came into my life.
Hunting began for me at age 11 and my attention quickly turned toward obtaining a hunting dog. I researched breeds and availability. By age 13, I knew what I wanted and had saved enough to buy one. That was how a Golden Labrador came into my life. He was an excellent retriever for ducks and geese, and once grabbed a pheasant out of midair.
Since then, I have had one or more dogs whenever it has been possible for me to have them and in a variety of breeds: Labs, American Eskimo, Doberman pinscher, German shepherds, mixed bloods, brothers, sisters, a father and son ....
Buddy is a great guy and we try to exist as equal partners ....
I agree with you about dogs and their stories, Kelly. I am sure many have experienced both the best and the worst of times, and could tell tales stirring every emotion known to exist.
The songs are meant to reflect varying moods. The sound of the violin of David Garrett, along with the orchestra, reflects serenity to me -- but, because of some not so subtle borrowing by John Barry, this particular piece also always reminds me of the film, "Somewhere in Time." It is a Russian band performing, "Barracuda," and, I think, the piece screams "rock 'n' roll party time." The Supremes singing, "I Hear a Symphony," obviously is music designed to reflect love and romance, which equals happiness. All-in-all, the Supremes would get my vote for the best-ever female singing group.
I thank you for your presence and your comment. Buddy thanks you for the birthday greeting and wish. I wish you happy trails through life and safe sailing through your endless sea of books/books/books, Kelly .... take care and stay safe and be happy ....
Strange comment happy trails trough life.Are you leaving the blog world now?
Nooooo-o-o-o-o, funny girl .... you are going to have to start watching a few Western flicks. I was making like Roy Rogers and singing to you:
Happy trails to you, until we meet again.
Happy trails to you, keep smilin' until then.
https://youtu.be/9FkGBBuBDLA
https://youtu.be/QIUzVGtxQCY
Good I was a bit worried
I will look at the videos now
Ok, Anita .... be sure to sing along with Roy. Sing loudly, too, so I can hear you ....
Do you know that even John Wayne was a singing cowboy in a few films made in the 1930s? His character's name was "Singing Sandy" in at least one of them ....
Sing loudly !Heh heh! Do you have trouble with your ears ?..I have with one..But only when people talk like to themselves.Mumling".What you say again?"I always say..I had a spider living in my ear for a week once..Terrrible noice and what a scream I made when it walk out of my ear doing my hearThe doctors said they had never seen so clean ear before hahaha
I love those old movie clips and it is a long time watching.
John Wayne!!I think that he, is all forgotten now, along together with many famous actresses like Elisabeth Taylor, Richard Burton ,Veronica Lake, Carole Lombard,Betty Davis..(https://youtu.be/d3R1XfxbqKQ )The list is long..I think I will look at some of those old movies. Todays action sport movies I find boring..
Do you know any good cowboy movies with great nature and plot in it?
Ok- only one night shift to work now,have had four I feel pretty exhausted-So if I dont answer right away you know why..Have a happy day you and your cute dog Buddy.He is lucky to be loved and to be caressed by you
Ok see you around!
Anita
I like to say I have "machine gun ears" from all the shooting I have done, but, in reality, the fact that I have a bit of a hearing loss was first noticed when I was about 12 years old and confirmed a year later. I was worried about it at the time I took a physical for the Marine Corps, and found a way to "beat the system," believe it or not. That is how badly I wanted in at the time.
It is rather easy to find old films being shown on cable networks here, even silent flicks which often are more entertaining than one would expect. I often wonder if my grandparents and great-grandparents once watched some of the same old films in theaters long/long ago, and like to think that they did.
I am not a John Wayne fan, but he remains exceedingly popular today and his movies are constantly on television, as are those of all the actors you mentioned and many others. In particular, I like "to study" Richard Burton performances. He had talent few others did (or do), I think. Peter O'Toole is another. Watch him in, "My Favorite Year," if you ever have the opportunity.
Back to "Singing Sandy." He made only two "superb/excellent/memorable" films from my standpoint. The best was, "The Searchers," from 1956. If you watch enough of his movies, you will often see the same actors among the cast. The other "best" film is Wayne's last, "The Shootist," in 1976. If you watch some of his work as a young man in the 1930s and continue on through the 1940s and 1950s in his mid-life, and, finally, as the elderly, dying man in "shootist," you can see and understand his transition from an actor to an icon.
As far as cowboy movies "with great nature and plot" in them, I would need to think about that for a while. Although it is much more than a cowboy movie, "Centennial," is the closest to a film masterpiece in the Western genre, in my mind, for a variety of reasons.
Well, Anita, enjoy your time away from work. Take care / stay safe / be happy be sure to stay out of mischief. See you here and there, Norwegian girl ....
Happy birthday to Buddy! :-)
Greetings from London.
Buddy thanks you and I thank you, CiL ....
Buddy is a polite and gracious young man, and an excellent role model and companion. As the writer and humorist Robert Benchley once noted: "A dog teaches a boy fidelity, perseverance and to turn around three times before lying down."
Hi, Fram :) I've been away from the blogs for a while. It's nice to see Buddy. He's a very handsome fellow! Happy Birthday to Buddy :) I still have not gotten a dog yet. Since Covid, adopting a dog in California is even harder than finding toilet paper! I still have not decided what type of dog I will purchase or adopt. I go back and forth between a Corgi and a golden lab...two very different dogs! We still can't even go into adoption facilities here to see them. One company had an adoption event. I arrived at 9:00 a.m. and I was already number 26 on the list to adopt! They told me people arrive at 3:00 in the morning and camp out to adopt! It's really crazy! My puppy Maggie was my little love so she is hard to replace. I know one day when it is meant to be, it will be and I will find my new puppy friend :)
You have so many rifles!!! I still have not bought my gun but my friend Dominica has promised to take me shooting. I hope to get a little experience and perhaps get a better idea of what gun I will purchase. I will use what I learned about Zen and shooting when I give it a go :)
I'm happy you're well and sounds like you're in good spirits and enjoying life too :) I've not heard David Garrett for a while but I enjoy his music very much and the Supremes are pretty much the Queens of Motown! My sisters and I used to dance to their music all the time as teenagers. Good memories and good times :) Takes me back and the memories make me smile. Me and my three sisters, what fun times we had!
As for Will Rogers, his park is very near my home. He buried his favorite horse on the property and his home is still there to tour. It's a beautiful property with neat stables too. Some people still board horses there and on Sundays they play polo on the field. I have hiked the Inspiration Point trail there many, many times. The view is of the mountains and city to the east and the ocean to the west :) I imagine when he lived there he had many happy and peaceful days in his park! So I bid you happy trails, Cowboy :) Nice to visit you here again and I send you a big hug and good wishes always!
Kelly :)
There certainly is a size difference between a Corgi and a Labrador, which has to be among the primary factors when choosing between the two. I have had a few Labs among my "pack" and know them and understand them quite well, but a Corgi is a total stranger to me so I would need to do a bit of research before making a decision. Past experience leads me to favor Labs, but ....
I am sure, too, when the time is right and the dog is right, the two of you will meet and it will be love at first sight. Like the Supremes sang: "You Can't Hurry Love." Did you dance to that one?
Kelly writes: ".... so many rifles."
Fram responds: It seems to me your step-father had a few hundred firearms in various makes, models and configurations, while I never had more than somewhere between 60 and 70 at any given time. What you see in the photograph is a portion of my living room firearms.(Whoops .... Buddy just reminded me those are "our" guns.)
This has become coyote country in a way. A rather large guy came "waltzing" around the corner of the house after midnight a few weeks ago while Buddy and I were outside, and a couple of evenings ago a pair came walking down the middle of the street, again when we were outside. In both cases, they pretty much ignored us even though Buddy was in "territorial mode" and looking for a scrap.
By the way, did you enjoy the book about Zen and archery -- "Zen in the Art of Archery?" Learn anything from it? When I am "in tune," in a manner of speaking, I can see a bullet (or and arrow) right to my target. I cannot recall if I ever mentioned it specifically to you, but there is a retired middle school English teacher in Tennessee who goes by the "handle" of Hickory45 and who is a wizard with handguns and rifles and who has dozens of YouTube videos shooting many variations of them. You can learn a lot by watching some of his videos.
My favorite instruments are strings, mainly guitars, with violins close behind. I am a David Garrett fan, both because of his instrument of choice and his talent with it. I love string quartets, especially when they are doing classic rock. The best plus the best equal unforgettable music. I also think the Supremes are unsurpassed in the history of "girl groups" and really wish the Motown sound still was flourishing. I guess I am sort of melancholy this evening ....
So, California Kelly, I thank you for your visit and your comment. It is getting late for the latest incarnation of Fram the Fortunate, so I will bid you good evening and sweet dreams and glorious days and special nights and .... and .... and .... later, beautiful one ....
Hi again, Fram :)
Corgis are the dogs the Queen of England has. They are adorable! Fluffy white bottoms and kinda funny bodies. They are herders and hunters. They are smart and love people. They like to hike and be active but they say they are good in homes too. I really like them :)
You Can't Hurry Love....Of course we danced to that one!
"You know, Mama said
You can't hurry love
No, you just have to wait
She said love don't come easy
It's a game of give and take
You can't hurry love
No, you just have to wait
You got to trust, give it time
No matter how long it takes"
Makes me want to jump and shake my booty right this minute...lol
We used to have Motown dance parties...all the sisters in the house!
Zen and the Art of Archery is a very good book. It was a tiny book but full of principles to be applied in life, in archery and as you say, and I will hopefully soon discover myself, in shooting a gun. I feel the principle of becoming one with the weapon as though a part of the body would be important to be a good shot.
I also did finish Swede Hollow. I really enjoyed the characters and their stories. The end of the book was a little disappointing to me...I felt it was unfinished. I suppose it was in the sense that their lives would go on. I just would not hear that part of the story...I will have to imagine...
At the moment I'm reading "Footsteps of the Cherokees, A Guide to the Eastern Homelands of the Cherokee Nation." I hope to explore some of these areas in my upcoming travels. So many exciting things to discover in our crazy, messed up world. I long for a return to "normal."
Later Alligator :)
In no particular order:
"Swede Hollow" is one of four or five books I have started to read, but never finished. My interests keep hop-skipping, which defeats my good intentions. I did "skim-read" the novel when I first got it and used it to try to pinpoint landmarks when I visited the area where Swede Hollow once was located and which today is mostly a park. After your comment about a disappointing ending, I think I will open the book again and start reading from the back of it. I do that from time to time, although I cannot recall why I started doing it that way in the first place .... probably something to do with curiosity.
When I think of the Cherokee, I think of forced resettlement in Oklahoma and a certain femme fatale in L.A., and that is about as far as I get. With your ancestry connections, I can understand and appreciate your interests. My "studies" have centered on the Plains tribes, mostly the Sioux (Dakota/Lakota/Nakota) and the Ojibwe, with whom I have a few connections ....
I have been listening to the Supremes quite a bit recently. It is especially interesting to watch their facial expressions while they sing. I think some expressions are practiced and some are spontaneous, and not always the same at the same points in a particular song. It is sort of silly for me to be doing that, but fascinating, as well.
Since my actual "firing range" opportunities have become rather limited (nothing like being able to step out on a porch or a balcony and with a gun and a cup of coffee and blast away), I have taken to using a flashlight with a trigger system and periodically roam the house with it "popping away" at odds and ends. Another sort of silly thing to be doing, but it seems to help. Buddy gives me strange looks when I do it .... I think he is jealous ....
I looked at a few photographs of the Corgis breed .... nice looking and I am sure they have good traits and habits, but I probably would go with a Lab if its size did not pose a problem.
So, here we are again .... good night, Ms. California .... sweet dreams ....
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