Glorious Hound

I Was Leonid Brezhnev

Recently, while participating in a past life regression therapy retreat, it was revealed to me that, in my most recent past life, I was a monkey-person - a great ape, really - named "Leonid Brezhnev." This has illuminated quite a few things about my personality. For sure, there are the obvious similarities: my lust to dominate, the pleasure I take in hearty meals, and also, in long naps.

We both have, or had, bushy eyebrows.

The surprises? My taste for pickled herring, blini, and twelve-dish Christmas Eve suppers (the last one is surprising because I am a practicing Animist). Most of all, now I know why I've always felt this strange yearning to restore the Warsaw Pack, sorry, I mean Pact. That one was really driving me crazy! ,

Comrade Hallie

Sacked Out

I Decapitate a Duck

How To Bury a Bone

Greetings

Greetings, My Subjects . . .

As you can tell from the last several images I have posted to my blog, I have been thoroughly enjoying the cooler weather. My pleasure has made writing an unwanted distraction, however. Hopefully, I'll be able to bring down a deer and spend a week wallowing in its gore. I happen to mention this because, if you don't hear from me for a week, perhaps sometime soon . . . well, you get the picture.

Finally, I note that my pack has recently swelled to 39 members. I would only ask my new subordinates to review my post entitled "The Great Chain of Hallie" very closely. The survival of the pack - and of you in particular - may depend on a keen knowledge of my expectations.

Looking Down Upon You from a Great Height, As Ever

Hallie

In the Museum of Hallie

High on Autumn

The Joy of Autumn