This entry was posted on Tuesday, February 2nd, 2010 at 8:35 am and is filed under Uncategorized. You can follow any responses to this entry through the RSS 2.0 feed. You can skip to the end and leave a response. Pinging is currently not allowed.
Categories
Archives
Twitter: annleary
- I wish the NY Housewives would explain to us once again what the Hamptons are. I'm not really clear on this. Is it a place or an idea? about 2 hours ago from web
- Such a nice Countess. She invited former housekeeper for social visit and then said she wanted her to train new help how to cook about 2 hours ago from web
- On Real Wives of Twitter show,I call getting to pee on pregnancy stick on camera. You guys can fight over who gets to call herself Countess about 2 hours ago from web
- For Real Wives of Twitter ep2, @JulieKlam and I will have a cute-off with twitpics of our dogs.Then I'll tell @thebookmaven we're frenemies about 2 hours ago from web
- For Real Bookworms of Twitter ep1, I'll invite @JulieKlam and @LauraZigman to have online chat and we'll get into big catfight about grammar about 3 hours ago from web
BOOKS BY Ann Leary
Tags
art
babies
bats
beauty
books
cats
cinema
city life
country life
dogs
etiquette
family
fashion
friends
ghosts
gratitude
hags
holidays
horse
horses
husband
Italy
light
media
Momix
Nantucket
nature
New York City
Obama
paris
poetry
radio
red-carpet
sex
shame
sister
spooky
Steep Rock
sunflowers
technology
tragedy
White House
writers
writing
youth
Recent Posts
Recent Comments
- Kim on People Watching
- Kim on People Watching
- Aislinn on People Watching
- Kim on People Watching
- Arliss on People Watching
On The Nightstand
- On The Nightstand
March 2, 2010 | 7:22 amI know that many of you have already started, and some have finished Dani Shapiro’s acclaimed new memoir, DEVOTION. Dani will join us for a live chat about her book which explores her spiritual journey into the “afternoon of life,” on Monday April 5th at 8:00 PM, Eastern.
Archive for On The Nightstand »


Subscribe

Dear Ann,
I too live on the edge of the wild. My very long backyard borders westward onto a slough, marshlands and the Fraser river delta. This is where the coyotes live now that they’ve been pushed out of Vancouver’s suburban areas. One moonlit evening, like you, I let my dog Tilly out before bed and then wondered why she hadn’t asked to come back in. When I stepped out onto the back porch, I heard a raucous coyote chorus with my Tilly’s voice mingling in. There she was, standing ON a picnic table way out in the middle of the yard, facing the wild, hackles raised, and making a terrific racket. I walked out to the table and she slipped me a brief glance and kept on barking and howling. I perched my pajamad bum on the westward edge of the table, wrapped my sweater round tight and set to watch the moon behind the trees and enjoy the eerie night music. After a little bit, I felt Tilly sit next to me on the edge of the table and lean into my shoulder. She quieted down and was only uttering the occasional little growl and ‘boof’. I put my arm around her and she gave my cheek just the littlest, quickest lick.
It was a blissful moment of perfect human and dog camaraderie. We stayed until the coyotes went quiet, and then walked the long walk, side by side, back to the house and to bed.
Thank you for sharing the wonderful things you appreciate in your life. There is a lovely camaraderie in that too.
My best regards,
Katrina