Artwork tonight, wonderfully retor, is from Klaus Bürgle
Man, it’s been a while since I’ve felt this way. Since before August, methinks. A good couple months. I feel zonked. Got a bit of the tunnel visin while doing the last leg of the editing work, but I was able to power through and finish. 100% on schedule. I feel like that’s been the case now for…pretty much as far back as I can remember. That feels great.
I still stress about where my writing is at. I think I will as long as editing work dominates my days. That’s going to change…it’s already changing. I wish I could change faster…I really do. But, the lure of the savings account and the plan I set forth back…April, I think?…that sits strong with me. Finishing what I set myself out to do. Plus, the idea is to be able to take quite a nice trip with the Ho, too, for all this work. I was just thinking about that, actually, as I was taking my celebratory shower after two work days. Looking forward to that, I am…
More Voyager today – I’m already about half way through the 7th season…and it’s surprisingly good, you guys. For reals. While there may not be as many fresh ideas, the interpersonal episodes are off the chain. Waaaayy better than almost every other season of the show. I’m surprised, to be honest. I watched this show last year, and I don’t remember being so impressed. Well, I am this time around. They’re finishing with a bang!
That reminds me, it’s two hours of writing, at least, tomorrow. I hav two goals tomorrow: 1) finish this rough scene-by-scene outline of my pilot script so that I can then take a few more days refining the outline before actually writing it…and 2) get some pages written on the Trek short story. If I can find *that* rhythm once again, the prose rhythm…I think I might just feel like I’m on top of the world once again. I know I can get there, I’ve done it before.
I watched this terrifying and heartbreaking video (with the sound off) of a Swedish Elk Hound getting attacked by a pack of wolves while momentarily on its own in the woods away from its human. I didn’t watch the whole thing, and it wasn’t just because I wanted to be an idiot and freak myself out…no, I was curious to see what the wolves would do. How they would act. It’s not what you think, or what you see in the movies. It didn’t all happen with an explosion of violence. It was slow. They were patient. The poor dog was patient, eveyone alternating between deciding what to do next, and then small bursts of activity. They had the upper hand, and everyone knew she couldn’t outrun them. They wore her down.
I’ll also say that according to the article, the hound (which looked like a wolf itself, by the way) was okay in the end. It was wearing this steel-lined vest that they say saved its life. They did get to her neck, but her human was on the scene within 5 minutes of the start of the attack (which you could tell from the length of the GoPro video strapped to its back), I’m assuming the wolves took off imediately once the human arrived, and she was apparently taken immediately to a vet who stitched her up and she was back on her feet within 3 days. Incredible. I’d never have been able to watch at all if I’d known the dog didn’t make it. It’s the fact that we bred out the instinctive run-for-your-life out of our dogs that would make them susceptible to wolves or coyotes. They’re curious. They think it’s another dog. It’s not. It only gets food that it scavenges, or it kills.
Not a video I’d recommend…but I did want to see what wild animals like that would act like. It makes me feel good to know. Knowledge is power. We are our dogs protection. They’re virtually helpless without us. The pack is everything, especially the humans part of it.
I guess what I’m saying is that I love my dogs, and I’m really glad to hear that this dog was okay in the end. I also hope that this pack of wolves found their own food…just not my dogs.