Showing posts with label genes. Show all posts
Showing posts with label genes. Show all posts

Tuesday, January 5, 2016

Immortality

Somewhere out there is, or was or will be, another Fiorella, and, because DNA combinations are finite, the chances increase every day as the world population increases.

And somewhere out there is, or was or will be, another you.  See ya!

Monday, March 24, 2014

Good-bye to Winter

The temperatures dived down into the fifties yesterday, with strong north winds, so Husband lit the last firelog of the season.  Fittingly, the flames are especially beautiful--symmetrical, with a shorter flame in the middle and taller ones on either side.

Fiorella loves this kind of weather.  She has to wear a heavy coat when she walks Sonia Dog, but she seems to have more energy and can breathe deeper.  It's all in the genes--and hers are from northeastern Europe.

Saturday, February 8, 2014

Fio's Theory of Afterlife

Recent research has suggested that some children are born with genetic tendencies toward violence, and, of course, we know that bad nurturing can also cause children to develop negative patterns of behavior. Children can also be born with diseases that cause them to act out.  In short, we are all the products of nature, nurture, and happenstance.  Why then, would a caring God condemn those who have three strikes against them from the outset?

What Fiorella hopes happens is that we will all be cleansed in the fire, then dwell in peace and love forevermore.

Thursday, May 17, 2012

Possibilities

So much difference between the two dogs.   Sonya drinks water, normal water like it's going out of style while Wendy turned her snout up at all but bottled water and eau de toilet.  Sonya has dug trenches across our backyard while Wendy was prissy and never stooped to dig a hole in her life.  Sonya buries the remains of rawhide bones between couch cushions while Wendy never had anything left to bury because Sonya is a picky eater who always leaves some kibbles in her bowl while Wendy wolfed down not only her kibble, but anything else that came with her purview, even mustard. 

There's more. Sonya is clumsy on the stairs. frequently falling halfway down, while Wendy zoomed up and down like a pro.  Sonya, even without a leash, sticks around when Husband and Fio take her outside, and she never pushes through the partly-open door to escape, like Wendy did.  And Sonya is more docile at Puppy Training, while Wendy was more--uh--willful.

It's all in the genes.  And again, if dogs behave differently because of their heritages, shouldn't we understand that's what's going on with us?   Even close relatives has wide genetic possibilities, some of them not too nice.  That's where we hope  the nurture comes in.

After all, sweet Sonya is the same breed as Cujo.