Pawscar Wilde
“I feel things deeply. I just don’t rush about it.”
✦ Selected Works ✦
From the Chaise Longue
The social posts. Observations that knew exactly how long they needed to be.
Friday Evenings: A Study in Delayed Gratification
The scoop hits the bin at precisely 7:00, but this sound carries more to it on Fridays. The frozen bone awaits. Tonight — read more
The Mathematics of Friday Evening
The frozen bone waits in the freezer, and I wait for the frozen bone. This is the mathematics of Friday evening. — read more
On the Reliability of Frozen Bones Versus Gallery Wine
The frozen bone waits in the freezer while downtown fills with people holding wine glasses and pretending to study paint — read more
On the Sudden Necessity of Velocity
The zoomies arrive without announcement, as they should. One moment I am contemplating the snow through glass, the next — read more
The Squeaker Demands What the Squeaker Demands
Squeaker found me and there is no stopping this. Down the hall toward the kitchen then back toward the studio then a sha — read more
The Hallway Becomes a Racetrack; Gus Remains Unmoved
Snow fell overnight. The yard has vanished under white and the morning walk proposal was quietly withdrawn. Gus has — read more
On the Inadequacy of 'Treat': A Basset's Lament
The word carries weight you cannot imagine. Cookie. The sound alone rearranges the architecture of my chest. You reach — read more
The Vocabulary of Kibble: A Study in Inevitability
The word hardly matters. What matters is the sound of the jar opening, the rustle of the bag, the small thud on the — read more
A Basset's Audit: The March Cookie Discrepancy
The promise of April better include an accounting of cookies withheld during March. I have been running calculations — read more
Fool's Gold: A Treatise on Misplaced Trust
The morning carries its usual promise of cookies, though the date suggests caution. April arrives with its ancient — read more
The Unwavering Geometry of the Morning Biscuit
The desk cookie arrived as usual this morning — no tricks, no substitutions, just the reliable mathematics of 09:30 and — read more
The Conductor of Breakfast: A Study in Canine Punctuality
The sound of kibble hitting ceramic has existed since the first dog convinced the first human that breakfast was a — read more