I suppose it seems silly to some people that I would sit down and write an obituary for a dog. But Rusty was never just a dog. I know every owner will say that about their pup, but Rusty was, at times, human, feline and canine all rolled into one. She could be dumb as a post and sharp as a whip, also both at the same time.
And like all owners, we loved her deeply and will always miss her.
Rusty was part of the family. As a friend posted on Facebook when we first learned her cancer was terminal: “Dogs aren’t our whole lives, but they make our lives whole.”
And that she did. So, indulge me as I say goodbye.
Flying in Circles: I flew to Rio and landed in Toronto
Flying is never fun or a certainty.
Well, except for that time I flew on a corporate jet to Vegas, but that’s a whole other story. I won’t bore you with the details about the white leather armchairs, the cold, crisp California chardonnay and the slight diversion from flight path to get a better look at the Hoover Dam.
Nope, we’re talking about commercial airlines here, specifically coach and the stress of trying to make that connecting flight.
Yep. Ick. But the fact is it's a necessary evil. And as a freelancer, hey, anytime you can turn lemons into lemondade is a good day. Having to prep and endure a colonoscopy isn't fun, but it's all's well, that ends well when you can spin it into a paying yarn!
Friday, 04 March 2011 14:13 | Written by Ian Harvey
If I only had a rant
It must be that fickle finger of fate again.
Here I am, newly launched website up and running, a lull in my day grinding out billable hours or at least, words. What better moment to shift gears and rant?
Cool! Except there's nothing I really want to rant about.
Oh, sure there's the new iPad2, but its been done to death already. Sure, I want a pad device. I think it will fit my lifestyle and, more to the point, it is the future of journalism itself. And if journalism has a future, then ergo, so do I.