Rusty Dog started out his career at Casa El A Better Pet years ago as a solid silver tin boy. He took with great cheer his task as watch dog, never questioning why he was named Rusty. His effervescent karma has seasonal benefit -- he helps the hastas start their spring journey from below ground; all through the long days of summertime he helps propagate the tomatoes and basil; like me, I think he favors the fall most of all -- he admires the beauty of foliage. He even enjoys the occasional candle in his bone shaped accessory, especially on Halloween to help guide the trick and treaters. He is really a very good dog, his only side of age the weathered rusting which I think makes him look handsome. Even in winter Rusty Dog takes to heart how, on certain days, when you squint just right, you just can't believe the color of the sky.
But the weather of late -- since even before the New Year, New Decade -- has been one of falling snow here...ceaseless, relentless, fluffy, powdery, slippery, voluminous, blowy and at times, bitter cold. And yet even as Rusty Dog sinks deeper each day, he makes sure he can still keep an eye out. So no matter how much you might be feeling overwhelmed -- by events in or out of your control -- try to squint to see the sky and keep any and all of your useful senses working.