Listening to Seymour. Do you mean the dog Seymour? That Seymour? I do. You most likely know that dogs don’t talk. Well, in a language easily understood as English. And yet, most of us dog lovers get to understand cries, barks, and stares with remarkable accuracy. I do that too. But occasionally, I stop listening to Seymour. Like last Sunday morning. It was the first sunny day after over a week of dreary, rainy days. Rare for us, appreciated because we are in the desert but a sunny morning in May…who can resist a hike? A hike where we live […]