Pogi Wearing Me Out

It's finally quiet enough where Pogi would come with us to walk, but when I let him off leash, he ran off, out of sight, and wouldn't come back. After calling and looking for him, and almost going home, I followed Halo, and Halo found him.

Pogi wasn't along the creek, but hunting rodents a mile up. He heard me calling and was probably within 100 yards at times, but he just didn't care. I'm glad that Halo stepped up and found Pogi, and I'm pissed and worn out. I guess the rational thing to do is to research how to train a dog to absolutely come when called. It's the crazy, obsessive prey drive that Pogi has that makes this so difficult.

Tomatoes In Early July

I picked the first two Roma tomatoes today, with many more left to ripen. I have 17 Roma plants, and 3 Brandywine tomato plants. The Brandywine plants are quite large, and in full flower, but have no tomatoes yet.

I finished "The Black Dahlia", thinking it was written by the highly touted Elmore Leonard. It was pretty good, but not remarkable. Then I realized it was someone else, James Ellroy, who wrote it. The setting of Los Angeles in the 40's was interesting.

One author I like, Michael Connelly, writes similar novels, but set in LA of the 1980's and 90's. I remember that era, and it's amazing how much has changed in the last 25 years.