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Ringo: The Ex-Pat Dog

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[Editor’s Note: The following post is by TDV contributor, Wendy McElroy]
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Ringo is moving to Galt’s Gulch Chile with us.

The big guy wandered up our driveway four years ago in the dark, early hours of a fall morning. My study is just off the foyer, and I was hunkered down over my computer when Bear – a dog since deceased – erupted into a string of barking in the front yard. That wasn't unusual. Bear patrolled the perimeter of our farm every night and he challenged every shadow that dared to move. But the barking went on far longer this time than could be explained by a trespassing shadow or a scofflaw raccoon.
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I finally flipped on the porch light and stepped outside. A skeletal black dog stood in our driveway about five feet away from the yapping Bear. His large head sagged down between his shoulders as though the weight of it was about to bring him to his knees. At the sight of me, he stiffened. Hustling Bear inside the house, I grabbed a bowl full of pet food, dashed back out and approached the strange dog slowly.

Starving animals at our front door is nothing new. People from Toronto drive out to the country and throw their unwanted pets out the car door like bags of trash. So I knew the routine. I rattled the food in the bowl and the dog edged toward me, his eyes focused on the promise of food. But the big guy was so weak and frightened that his back legs collapsed and the next step came only by dragging the hind legs behind him.

I crossed most of the distance between us and put the bowl down, stepping back immediately afterward. He ate, then looked at me. I reclaimed the bowl which still held some food and extended it out in front of me while I backed away. He followed me into the garage and fell to the cement floor with an exhausted sigh.

Wonderful things rarely force themselves into your life. Ringo forced himself into our home and ass-mastered his way into our hearts. I predict it will take him no time at all to learn the Spanish words for “treat,” “walk,” and “drive.”
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Wendy McElroy is a renowned individualist anarchist and individualist feminist. She was a co-founder along with Carl Watner and George H. Smith of The Voluntaryist in 1982, and is the author/editor of twelve books, the latest of which is "The Art of Being Free". Follow her work at www.wendymcelroy.com.
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Wonderful things rarely force

Wonderful things rarely force themselves into your life. Ringo forced himself into our home and ass-mastered his way into our hearts. I predict it will take him no time at all to learn the Spanish words for “treat,” “walk,” and “drive.”