May 16, 2006
Three meetings this morning. Mainly with Mark Boardman (who’s in town for the week), Meghan Saar, Trish and Bob Brink, Robert Ray, Carole Glenn and Jane Bischoff regarding our Style section, editorial directory, etc. Very positive and we got some good input and ideas.
Buddy Boze Hatkiller got into it this morning with coyotes. A big, fat coyote feigned injury and limped off, which the NYC dog falls for every time and then when they get him away from the house, the pack jumps him. Incredibly, he survived and came home later with bite marks on his behind. Yesterday I was driving home and saw a coyote crossing Spur Cross with a broken right front leg (it dangled like a key chain) and I winced, imagining how tough it would be to hunt with that handicap. Life is tough enough, with all of your limbs.
A Horse With My Name: “Cause there ain’t no one for to give me no pain.”
“Last summer I was visiting the Fort Worth stockyards and met a cowboy on a horse named Boze. He named his horse after you.”
“There is no end. There is no beginning. There is only the infinite passion of life.”
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